Daddy
I Began
Upon The Breast
Of A Broken Doll
Kept Safely Then
In The Embrace
Of The Only Man
I Would Forever
Crave
His Presence
A Birthday Gift
I Would Never
Receive Again
Gone
Long Before
My Tiny Legs
Could Carry Me
After Him
Or My Voice Could
Call Him Back
Copyright © Windy Mehder | Year Posted 2010
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