Fubar Blog Posts 2

Dad
Hospice has been called in and the nurse was there today. It's so sad to see such a courageous beautiful person become feeble, weak and slowly lose his self pride. My mothers heart is breaking and mine breaks for them both. Pardon my postings on here, but somehow it helps me.. I think. I dont know what the coming days or weeks will bring, but I shall be tending to my family and trying to take care of any needs. Ciao for now.

Dad
Dad..So many images come to mind whenever I speak your name; It seems without you in my life things have never been the same What happened to those lazy days when I was just a child When my life was consumed in you in your love and in your smile What happened to all those times when I always looked to you No matter what happened in my life you could make my gray sky blue Dad, some days I hear your voice and turn to see your face Yet in my turning...it seems the sound has been erased. Dad, who will I turn to for answers when life does not make sense Who will be there to hold me close

Dad
I memorized the lines of your warm calloused hands, many times I traced them w/ my finger tips. The strum of your guitar was the music of my life, playing my favorite songs whenever I asked. I can still almost feel the shoulder that was mine to cry on, ever at the ready as promised. Your eyes would water as you comforted me, aching because of my pain. You were my peace. I miss sharing jokes with you, the gentle way you laughed. How we called each other to share our latest feats. I can still hear your "hello, hello" when you came to visit. Our heart to hearts shared while passing a joint. You always listened and understood me. You were my greatest friend. You raised me to be a fighter, to have courage to stand up against wrong, be for myself or someone else. Moving mountains to make the world what it should be, never settling for disappointment or backing down. You were my hero. I never doubted your love for me. Or how proud of me you were. No matter what I did, you were

Dad
I wrote this on April 12th, but I didn’t have my internet up and running at the time, so I couldn’t manage to post it right then, but I didn’t want to stop me from posting it all together. So here goes… You’re probably wondering why I’m still awake and typing this blog at, oh, almost 4AM. Well, any of you who are close to me should be able to figure that one out pretty swiftly on your own, but I’m going to spill it any way, for those of you who don’t know, and just to maybe ease my mind and my heart and possibly sleep again sometime this century. Today, April 12 2010, is the two year mark of the very last day I ever saw my father alive. The last time I would ever see his smile, hear his laugh, or feel the comfort of a father’s embrace. Because, two years ago tonight (tomorrow morning to be exact) at around 1AM in the morning, April 13, 2008, my father was unexpectedly, and brutally taken from our life’s. Two years ago toni

Dad
as some of you know june is kind of a hard month for me especially around fathers day. on the 18th its going to be 4 years since dad passed away which in 2006 also happened to be fathers day itself. so if im distant the next couple weeks bear with me im doin the best i can....

Dad
On Sunday December 12, 2010 I recieved a call at work from my mother.. "your father is going to the Hospital, he's having a heart attack. can you come home?" well of course i told my boss and such and went straight home. We went to the hospital and since sunday this is what happened. the doctors ran some tests (SOP) EKG, cat scan on sunday and had no answers. but dad did have another episode after the cat scan... Monday morning at 0530 dad had another episode. monday afternoon (late) he under went a Heart Catheterization. (lil history on dad - in 1974 he had a heart attack. in 1994 underwent a quadruple by-pass) 2 arteries were 100% blocked. 1 was only 99% blocked, the other was ok. doctors are going to attempt to open the (native artery) first.. if that doesnt work, then the by-pass artery in a second attempt. if that doesnt work they will use another artery for a complete by-pass operation.. the good thing is he didnt have a heart attack on sunday. heart muscle was good. all

Dad
POST THIS IF YOUR DAD IS OR WAS A HARD WOKING MAN AND HAS HELPED YOU AS MUCH AS HE COULD AT THE TIME NO MATTER HOW GOOD OR BAD YOU WERE AND IS JUST THE BEST DAD EVER IF YOU ARE BLESSED TO STILL HAVE YOUR DAD WITH YOU OR HE IS IN ANOTHER PLACE AT THE MOMENT,OR HE IS WAITING FOR YOU IN HEAVEN,PASTE THIS TO YOUR STATUS AND LET EVERYONE KNOW YOU ARE PROUD OF YOUR DAD YOU CAN REPLACE ALOT OF PEOPLE IN YOUR LIFE,BUT YOU ONLY HAVE ONE DAD,AND REMEMBER ANYONE CAN BE A FATHER, BUT IT TAKES SOMEONE SPECIAL TO BE A DAD

Dad
Fathers Day is coming up and i'm gonna miss not being able to call you and say hi and let you know i love and miss you. As i sit here eyes filled with tears not all of them are tears of sorrow but also tears of joy because i think of the times you and i spent together and all the fun we had. You know back in school they ask what do you want to be when you grow up? I can now answer that question. When i grow up i want to be just like you dad. Love and miss you.

Dad
Today as I watch NASCAR, I won't be sharing it with my dad. Even though I knew the time was coming , I am still having a really hard time. I was lucky to spend his last 6 days by his side. Anyone who knows me will no I am very spititual and a healing Empath. My grandson had the dream of the black rabbit a sign of morning, the nest evning my dad called to me twice, first time I thought my grandson was messin with me, nest time was his nickname for me, I was a little creeped out. Next night, my brother called we needed get their he was not responding mom was alone and flipping out, we left at 4 a.m. When we got to hospital and close to his room I forced myself to just go in because first thought was don't want to see this, I looked and there was not much of the dad I knew left, but I felt at ease and went over took his hand and said I'm here, do you no me?? dad?? he opened his eyes they could not focos good, I said if you no it's me squeeze my hand, he did and barely said my name. Sam

Dadaladdaaaa
The Most Random Questions You'll Ever Fill Out 1) What side of the heart do you draw first? left 2) Can you dive without plugging your nose? yes 3) What color is your razor? one is orange the other blue 4) Whats your favorite number? 3 5) Do you always read those pointless things they say on adult swim? nope 6) Have you ever changed the wording in a question//added a question to a survey you didn't create? nope 7) What are you listening to right now? the comp 8) How many chairs at the dining room table? 4 9) Do you like video games? i guess i dont play anymore 10) What's your favorite gaming system? super nintendo 11) Do you know all the words to the Fresh Prince Theme Song? Lol unfortunatly. 12) Did you go to summer camp? nope 13) coke or pepsi? either 14) Do you like to read? yeah 15) Do you have a crush on anybody? lol yeah 16) Do you know how to use some words correctly, but not know what they mean? lmao yes 17)

Da Da Da Dum, De De La Dee Da
I'm not a big fan of these things, I've got one on another site that I abuse, but I'll try to post thing on here. It's been a quiet day, somewhere in between tolerably warm in the day, to toe curling cold. In need a spot to cuddle up under my blanket with movies and Coca Cola. I had no idea what to name this diary thing, so I threw in the name of someone I care about a lot and what she's doing now. I've been trying all day to figure out where to take my brother out tomorrow, as it will be his last day of vacation. The way it's going, we're just gonna end up in our favourite TGI Friday's, having lunch, drinks and laughing alot. I'll not complain about that! I'm so very tired right now, I'm really ready to pass out, but still got 2 more movies to watch and some episodes of Death Note. As far as first diary entries go, this really stinks lol! I wonder if anyone ever reads these things? Hmmm we'll find out sooner or later. xoxoxox

Dad And Child Contest
Dad And Child Contest I Need Dads with their kid or kids in a pic! Comment bombing allowed and Self bombing allowed! 2 Gifts from gift shop per winner! If u want to enter the contest plz send me link to ur pic in my messages or tell me and i will rip it for u ! Contest will start on 5/26 thur 6/1 Thanks Maria Click on pic to enter contest! ~~AnGeLHeArT~*Majorboredum* LoVeR69*~~ Owner Of *AnGeL FaMiLy *&* A.F.H.* ~~ Plz Sign My Guess Book Plz...LOL@ CherryTAP

Dad And Child Contest Update
Dad And Child Contest I Need Dads with their kid or kids in a pic! Comment bombing allowed and Self bombing allowed! 1st Dad is...... with 1 comments! 2 Gifts from gift shop per winner! If u want to enter the contest plz send me link to ur pic in my messages or tell me and i will rip it for u ! Contest will start on 5/26 thur 6/1 Thanks Maria Click on pic to enter contest! ~~AnGeLHeArT~*Majorboredum* LoVeR69*~~ Owner Of *AnGeL FaMiLy *&* A.F.H.* ~~ Plz Sign My Guess Book Plz...LOL@ CherryTAP

Dad And Child Contest
Dad And Child Contest I Need Dads with their kid or kids in a pic! Comment bombing allowed and Self bombing allowed! 1st Dad is...... with 1 comments! 2nd Dad is....... with 1 comments! 3rd Dad is...... with 1 comments! 2 Gifts from gift shop per winner! If u want to enter the contest plz send me link to ur pic in my messages or tell me and i will rip it for u ! Contest will start on 5/26 thur 6/1 Thanks Maria Click on pic to enter contest! ~~AnGeLHeArT~*Majorboredum* LoVeR69*~~ Owner Of *AnGeL FaMiLy *&* A.F.H.* ~~ Plz Sign My Guess Book Plz...LOL@ CherryTAP

Dad And Child Contest
Dad And Child Contest I Need Dads with their kid or kids in a pic! Comment bombing allowed and Self bombing allowed! 1st Dad is...... with 1 comments! 2nd Dad is....... with 1 comments! 3rd Dad is...... with 1 comments! 4th Dad is...... with 1 comments! 5th Dad is...... with 1 comments! 2 Gifts from gift shop per winner! If u want to enter the contest plz send me link to ur pic in my messages or tell me and i will rip it for u ! Contest will start on 5/26 thur 6/1 Thanks Maria Click on pic to enter contest! ~~AnGeLHeArT~*Majorboredum* LoVeR69*~~ Owner Of *AnGeL FaMiLy *&* A.F.H.* ~~ Plz Sign My Guess Book Plz...LOL@ CherryTAP

Dad And Child Contest
Dad And Child Contest I Need Dads with their kid or kids in a pic! Comment bombing allowed and Self bombing allowed! 1st Dad is...... with 1 comments! 2nd Dad is....... with 1 comments! 3rd Dad is...... with 1 comments! 4th Dad is...... with 1 comments! 5th Dad is...... with 1 comments! 6th Dad is...... with 1 comments! 7th Dad is...... with 1 comments! 2 Gifts from gift shop per winner! If u want to enter the contest plz send me link to ur pic in my messages or tell me and i will rip it for u ! Contest will start on 5/26 thur 6/1 Thanks Maria Click on pic to enter contest! ~~AnGeLHeArT~*Majorboredum* LoVeR69*~~ Owner Of *AnGeL FaMiLy *&* A.F.H.* ~~ Plz Sign My Guess Book Plz...LOL@ CherryTAP

Dad And Child Contest Score Updates!
Dad And Child Contest I Need Dads with their kid or kids in a pic! Comment bombing allowed and Self bombing allowed! 1st Dad is...... with 407 comments! 2nd Dad is....... with 15 comments! 3rd Dad is...... with 8 comments! 4th Dad is...... with 4 comments! 5th Dad is...... with 1 comments! 6th Dad is...... with 1 comments! 7th Dad is...... with 1 comments! 2 Gifts from gift shop per winner! If u want to enter the contest plz send me link to ur pic in my messages or tell me and i will rip it for u ! Contest will start on 5/26 thur 6/1 Thanks Maria Click on pic to enter contest! ~~AnGeLHeArT~*Majorboredum* LoVeR69*~~ Owner Of *AnGeL FaMiLy *&* A.F.H.* ~~ Plz Sign My Gue

Daday's Day
Her hair was up in a pony tail, her favourite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go. But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home.But the little girl went to school eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees a dad who never calls. There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet. Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats One by one the teacher called a student from the class. To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed. At last the teacher called her name, every child turned to stare. Each of them was searching, a man who wasn't there. "Where's her daddy at?" she heard a boy cal

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Dad At The Mall...lol
Dad At The Mall A woman took her dad to the mall to buy some new shoes. They decided to grab a bite at the food court. She noticed he was watching a teenager sitting next to him. The teenager had spiked hair in all different colors: green, red, orange, and blue. Her dad kept staring at him. The teenager would look and find him staring every time. When the teenager had enough, he sarcastically asked, 'What's the matter old man, never done anything wild in your life?' Knowing her dad, she quickly swallowed her food so that she would not choke on his response; knowing he would have a good one. And in classic style, he did not bat an eye in his response, "Got drunk once and had sex with a peacock. I was just wondering if you were my son."

Dad At The Mall
DAD AT THE MALL. I took my dad to the mall the other day to buy some new shoes. We decided to grab a bite at the food court. I noticed he was watching a teenager sitting next to him. The teenager had spiked hair in all different colors: green, red, orange, and blue. My dad kept staring at him. The teenager would look and find him staring every time. When the teenager had enough, he sarcastically asked, 'What's the matter old man, never done anything wild in your life?' Knowing my Dad, I quickly swallowed my food so that I would not choke on his response; knowing he would have a good one. And in classic style he did not bat an eye in his response, "Got drunk once and had sex with a peacock. I was just wondering if you were my son. "

Dad At The Mall...(good Joke)
I took my dad to the mall the other day to buy some new shoes. We decide to grab a bite at the food court. I noticed he was watching a teenager sitting next to him. The teenager had spiked hair in all different colors: green, red, orange, and blue. My dad kept staring at him. The teenager would look and find him staring every time. When the teenager had enough, he sarcastically asked, 'What's the matter old man, never done anything wild in your life?' Knowing my Dad, I quickly swallowed my food so that I would not choke on his response, knowing he would have a good one. And in classic style he did not bat an eye in his response, 'Got drunk once and had sex with a peacock. I was just wondering if you were my son.'

Dad At Mall!!
Dad at the Mall I took my dad to the mall the other day to buy some new shoes (he is 92). We decided to grab a bite at the food court. I noticed he was watching a teenage boy sitting next to him. The teenager had spiked hair in all different colours: green, red, orange, and blue. My dad kept staring at him. The teenager would look and find him staring every time. When the teenager had had enough, he sarcastically asked, 'What's the matter old man, never done anything wild in your life?' Knowing my Dad, I quickly swallowed my food so that I would not choke on his response, knowing he would have a good one, and in classic style he did not bat an eye in his response. 'Got drunk once, and had sex with a peacock. I was just wondering if you were my son.' I got this out of my aol mail funny shit.

Da Da Da
I really need to meet more people...I work from home so interacting with people doesn't happen all that much...So please, if you want to go out and eat, go see a movie, or just chill out....get a hold of me..chances are that Im free

Da Da Da Lyrics
Damn it (Damn girl)You know you got it going onYou can see by the way that she walkingYou so fine that your body need a body guard,Well I can be your BobbyOhh your only tenderoniLet me beam you up like ScottieI got Whitney so just enough for everybody in this party, girl[Chorus:]Da, da, da, da, da, da, da [x4]Yeah, I know you want meYeah, give me that monkeyYeah, that funky monkeyYeah, that funky monkeyBass[Chorus 2:]Da, da, da, da, da, da, da [x2]You know, you know [x2]Yep, Iâ€™m in like flea, Benjamin Franklin my twinYah, If she canâ€™t swim, I gotcha girl sinkin in my Benz.Backstroke, backstroke, Like Michael Phelps with my backstroke.Break her off till her back broke, I leave her numb like crack folk.Then I get to the money, Monday through Sunday. Anxiously like Honey Dew honey.Menage A watch Honey do Honey and den they do me and Iâ€™m glad they done it.Yah. Im wit D-R-E the n-gga that make beats wit that nigga C-O-O-L. Cool.We so mother fuckinâ&eur

Dad And My Lil Brother Charlie
in the past 6 months i have lost two very important people in my life. first was my adopted lil brother charlie. Born oct 25th and died ot 24 last year. he died by his own hand. i cant say i dont understand why he took this way out but i can say i miss him dearly. the day he passed away i found out that my adopted father was in the hospital and it wasnt looking good. so my daughter and i headed back to cali since we had been camping and teraveling around. we were back in less than 24 hours after hearing the news. the news for dad wasnt good , he had advanced cancer. it was in his brain and spread so far thru out his body the doctors had no clue as to where it started. they gave him 6 months to live but sadly dad only lasted 3 weeks. all this happened at the end of last year. i am only now really beginning to know the extent of what i have lost with the two of them gone from my world. i miss then both and i will live on and carry them in my heart and memories till i die. rest in peace d

Dad Contest Updated
~ Okay since I'm doing a DADS Contest ~ I want to do a DADS contest for all the fathers out there! So send me your pic and i will enter you . VIP Gifts Given away always in my contest....lol 1st DAD is...... with 1 comments starts on 2/5 thur 2/12 most comments wins you can comment on your pic thanks maria click on pic to enter contest! ~~UBER MARIA ..Angel Family Founder~~@ CherryTAP

Dad Contest Updates....i Need Dads Plz
~ Okay since I'm doing a DADS Contest ~ I want to do a DADS contest for all the fathers out there! So send me your pic and i will enter you . VIP Gifts Given away always in my contest....lol 1st DAD is...... with 1 comments 2nd Dad is...... with 1 comments starts on 2/5 thur 2/12 most comments wins you can comment on your pic thanks maria click on pic to enter contest! ~~UBER MARIA ..Angel Family Founder~~@ CherryTAP

Dad Contest Is Now Open!
~ Okay since I'm doing a DADS Contest ~ I want to do a DADS contest for all the fathers out there! So send me your pic and i will enter you . VIP Gifts Given away always in my contest....lol 1st DAD is...... with 1 comments 2nd Dad is...... with 1 comments 3rd Dad is...... with 1 comments starts on 2/2 thur 2/9 most comments wins you can comment on your pic thanks maria click on pic to enter contest! ~~UBER MARIA ..Angel Family Founder~~@ CherryTAP

Dad Contest Now Open
~ Okay since I'm doing a DADS Contest ~ I want to do a DADS contest for all the fathers out there! So send me your pic and i will enter you . VIP Gifts Given away always in my contest....lol 1st DAD is...... with 1 comments 2nd Dad is...... with 1 comments 3rd Dad is...... with 1 comments 4th dad is...... with 1 comments starts on 2/2 thur 2/9 most comments wins you can comment on your pic thanks maria click on pic to enter contest! ~~UBER MARIA ..Angel Family Founder~~@ CherryTAP

Dad Contest Ends The 10th
~ Okay since I'm doing a DADS Contest ~ I want to do a DADS contest for all the fathers out there! So send me your pic and i will enter you . VIP Gifts Given away always in my contest....lol 1st DAD is...... with 1416 comments 2nd Dad is...... with 430 comments 3rd Dad is...... with 179 comments 4th dad is...... with 1 comments starts on 2/3 thur 2/10 most comments wins you can comment on your pic thanks maria click on pic to enter contest! ~~UBER MARIA ..Angel Family Founder~~@ CherryTAP

Dad Contest Winners Are....
~ Winners are...... ~ 1st DAD is...... Wins Men's Bracelet and a Hug with 1416 comments 2nd Dad is...... Wins Root Beer and a Hug with 430 comments 3rd Dad is...... Wins Shot of Jagermeister and a Hug with 179 comments 4th dad is......Wins Shot of Jack Daniels and a Hug with 21 comments I want to thank everyone for joining the contest! thanks maria

Dad Comes Home To Mess!
A man came home from work and found his three children outside, still in their pajamas, playing in the mud, with empty food boxes and wrappers strewn all around the front yard. The door of his wife's car was open, as was the front door to the house and there was no sign of the dog. Proceeding into the entry, he found an even bigger mess. A lamp had been knocked over, and the throw rug was wadded against one wall. In the front room the TV was loudly blaring a Cartoon channel, and the family room was strewn with toys and various items of clothing. In the kitchen, dishes filled the sink, breakfast food was spilled on the counter, the fridge door was open wide, dog food was spilled on the floor, a broken glass lay under the table, and a small pile of sand was spread by the back door. He quickly headed up the stairs, stepping over toys and more piles of clothes, looking for his wife. He was worried she might be ill, or that something serious had happened. He was met with a sm

Dad Chases Nude Boy From Daughter's Room With Pipe
I love the news..... DELTONA, Fla. - An angry Deltona father whacked his teenage daughter's boyfriend with a metal pipe after finding the boy naked in his daughter's room. Authorities say the father, 45, didn't even know his daughter had a boyfriend or that the youngster had been sneaking into the home for more than a year. When he heard noises coming from his daughter's bedroom Thursday morning and saw a stranger standing naked on the girl's bed, he swung a metal pipe. He then chased the teen out the front door and called police. The boy was taken to the hospital where doctors closed a head wound with staples. The father was charged with aggravated battery on a child and bonded out on $10,000. http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20080912/ap_on_fe_st/odd_angry_dad

"dad, Can You Drive Me To Work For The Next 6 Months?"
Guy 1: I got a speeding ticket. Guy 2: Yeah. They're gonna suspend your license. Guy 1: My dad's a cop. Guy 2: He couldn't do something about it? Guy 1: He's the one who gave me the ticket. -- Overheard in: Traffic Ct, Somerville NJ --

Daddy
I sit here day in and day out Wonderin why you left us in such a rut Your death came as a big surprise God thought it was wise I wonder every day what life would be if you were here today Our life made one big change I find it hard to find what to live for in this age I have had desperate pleas for you to return It has been a long road even after 5 years Our daughter now 6 years old You would be so proud of her She wonders every day why you left I told her never to forget I walk with her daily But today is a different story This day I have been broken by my own regrets I know drinking and driving was the reason you left I will never forgive what I have done I know my life is nothing more than a bum As we sit quietly at the table tonight eating Our daughter looks me in the eye She says daddy I know what happened Grandpa told me My heart fell out of my chest One more person to judge me who thought I was the best She said Daddy I love you and mommy does too

Daddy Lets Play
My 8 year old comes to me Asks me if we can go swing My son I wish I could You know how much daddy would love to play with you I sit back in disappointment and wish work could stop They got me running around the clock He comes to me again Says daddy can you go fishing with me I wish I could but mom has me busy today I see him walk out in disappointment I get a tear in my eye I can feel him cry inside He comes to me again Daddy can you play ball with me I said let me look at what I have today I find excuses and excuses Today I am not free I pray silently to god to make me busy Can you go see if your brother is free He walks away with his head down He asks where is my brother at He is across the street at pats I can see his heart break My mind falling apart I am an adult He does not realize an adult is hard Maybe when he grows up he will see His brother runs in and tells he has been hit by a car I run outside and my son is dying in the yard I yell up to god

Daddy's Poem
Dad's Poem (If this doesn't get to you, nothing will) This is quite possibly the best poem I have ever read. Her hair was up in a pony tail, her favorite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go. But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees; a dad who never calls. There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet. Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats

Daddy
Seeing you together Like father like son So much alike in so many ways But yet so different I see you both so happy together When he hugs you goodnight The look in your eyes When he says “ I love you daddy” He knows you love him He knows you care Though you may never say it Though you may never show it At night while he’s sleeping You watch him sleep and softly say “My son I love you With all my heart. I will be here as often as I can But, all you need to remember is That Daddy Loves you.” With those words You turn and walk away I know it hurts to know what you know What you know and what you feel The way you love The way you feel The way you care Is what makes you what you are What makes you daddy @SRF

Daddys Poem!
(if this doesn't get to you, nothing will)(grab a tissue before you read) Her hair was up in a pony tail, her favorite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go. But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees; a dad who never calls. There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet. Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats One by one the teacher called a student from the class. To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed. At last the teacher ca

Daddy's Girl
Her hair was up in a pony tail, her favorite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go. But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees a dad who never calls. There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet. Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats One by one the teacher called a student from the class. To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed. At last the teacher called her name, every child turned to stare. Each of them was searching, for a man who wasn't there

Daddys Poem!!!
Her hair was up in a pony tail, her favorite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go. But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees a dad who never calls. There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet. Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats One by one the teacher called a student from the class. To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed. At last the teacher called her name, every child turned to stare. Each of them was search

~daddy Why~
Daddy Why? As I sit back and think of how it used to be I cry... I cry for the one who left I cry for the thoughts of why, Why it has to be this way I need a reason... A reason why, Why you left me on that cold dark night. I try to think back, But it's all a blur... That day you left me with all this hurt, How could you do this? I thought I was your little girl... But then you left, You left me alone, Alone to grow up, In this cold dark world...

Daddys Little Girl
What happened to Daddy's little girl Why is she so broken, alone and cold? What happened to Daddy's little girl When Daddy left when she was half a year old? Daddy's little girl began to grow in The battlefield she called home Where she was awakened every night to a beating By a drunken man, the only daddy she’s ever known. What happened to Daddy's little girl Why is she so broken, alone and cold? What happened to Daddy's little girl When Daddy left when she was half a year old? Daddy's little girl is almost eleven And is forced to move in with Daddy # 2 Where she’s awakened every night to play touching games With the second Daddy she ever knew. What happened to Daddy's little girl Why is she so broken, alone and cold? What happened to Daddy's little girl When Daddy left when she was half a year old? Daddy’s little girl is now eighteen Living in a world that is cruel Too scared to sleep, too hurt to trust, Forever brokenhearted, A battered girl.

Daddy
I look at you lying there Knowing that you wont wake up To tell me those three words that I have longed to here from you all my life I will all ways remember you choosing a drink before me I will all ways remember your dieing yellow body wasting away all that poison eating your liver When you said as you were dieing pleas forgive me lord and look after my children and you reached up and said take me home that gave me hope When I see you in haven I know you will tell me you love me right Will you put me first why daddy did you treat me so bad why do you have to go why don’t you want to hold me and tell me every thing is all right Daddy when I see you in heaven will you hold me tight Ill live every day the best that I can but at least I have hope that I get you at the end

Daddy's Little Girl/ Butterfly Kisses
Daddy take me with you I promise I'll be good Daddy, this is next time And momma said I could Sittin' in the front seat ridin' down town An icecream cone I'd rap him around My little finger Tighter then my baby could You can make a tear go a long long way When you're daddy's little girl Well he tightened my bike chain from 7 to 13 Taught me to drive when I was a wild thing Reached and he prayed while I made some mistakes That I wouldn't have made if I'd have done it his way Now he hugs me when he sees me We talk about the past He tries to give me money And I try and give it back He's a book of advice More then I need The look in his eyes is saying to me Let me help you all I can While I'm still in this world What will you do when you're daddy's gone And you're daddy's little girl There's two things I know for sure She was sent here from heaven And she's daddy's little girl As I drop to my knees by her bed at night She talks to Jesus And I clos

Daddy`s Little Girl
Daddy`s Little Girl Daddy Keep Shining Your Light On This World I Look Back At My Life And I`ll Always Be Daddy`s Little Girl I Can Remember Sitting With You In That Old Brown Reclining Chair I Can Remember The Two Of Us Together Getting A Perm In Our Hair I Can Remember The Kid In You, Always The First To Ride Our New Bikes I Can Remember you Always Teaching Me Wrong From Right When I Look Back At My Life It Seems I Did A Lot Of Wrong But Dad It Was You That Helped Me Grow And Stand Strong I Know At Times It Seems We Grow Apart But Dad I Always Hold You Close To My Heart As I Was Growing Up I Made Decisions That You Would Never Agree But Dad You Always Knew When To Take A Step Back And Let Me Be Me It Always Seems You Know When I`m Starting To Fall But Dad You Were There To Pick Me Up, So Again I Could Stand Tall With All These Words You See Are So True But Dad I`m So Thankful God Gave Me To You Daddy Keep Shining Your Light On This World And I`ll Continue To Be

Daddy's Poem (repost)
Daddy's Poem > > Her hair was up in a pony tail, > her favorite dress tied with a bow. > Today was Daddy's Day at school, > and she couldn't wait to go. > > But her mommy tried to tell her, > that she probably should stay home. > Why the kids might not understand, > if she went to school alone. > > But she was not afraid; > she knew just what to say. > What to tell her classmates > of why he wasn't there today. > > But still her mother worried, > for her to face this day alone. > And that was why once again, > she tried to keep her daughter home. > > But the little girl went to school > eager to tell them all. > About a dad she never sees > a dad who never calls. > > There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet. > Children squirming impatiently, > anxious in their seats > > One by one the teacher called > a student from the class. > To introduce their daddy, > as seconds slowly passed. > > At last the teacher called her name, > ev

Daddy's Little Girl
Daddy's Little Girl by Punkin If I had my life to do over, I'd have chosen you to be my dad once more. Even if it meant losing you again, It's worth all the tears in the world. You were my sunshine when skies were gray. I loved you and honored you; You took all my tears away. I was happy to be with you, Proud to be your little girl. Sometimes we would argue, But to me you meant the world. Your love was always pure; You treated me as your own. Your time seemed all too short and I feel so alone. What can I take from this? My heart is completely crushed. But nothing loved is ever lost - And you are loved so much. This poem is not mine but I can relate to it.

Daddy
Daddy can you hear me? do you know how much I cared? Do you know how much Ill miss you & the good times that we shared? I know you lived a lot in pain youd mask it with a smile You didnt want us worried but we worried all the while I was proud to call you Daddy your little girl I was Not always best did I behave but I always did try And now I must say goodbye youve spread your wings & flown Id rather have you here with me but God, he called you home My goodbye will not be final for youll never go away My love for you is forever in my heart youll always stay This poem it not mine I didn't write it someone else did. It reminds me of my dad.

Daddy's Poem
Daddy's Poem Her hair was up in a pony tail, her favorite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go. But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees a dad who never calls. There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet. Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats. One by one the teacher called At last the teacher called her name, every child turned to stare. Each of them was searching, for a

Daddy
Oh daddy this one is for you, I needed so much from you. I called on the phone everyday. I didn't want you and mom to seperate. I grew up all by myself, I didnt even ask you for help. When I needed security, you turned your back and walked away. Why did you do that, when I was in need? You should have listened to my crying plea. I guess it wasn't your best subject. You put your children through hell. There's much more to love, than buyin us toys. Many other feelings you should have enjoyed. When you put a woman to the test, you never thought of anyone else. Sow now it's time I say goodbye. Sorry but it's too late to try. One day you'll hear this on the radio, you'll realize your children aren't small anymore. Candy toys are for children, not mom's. Im sorry you let us grow up without, knowing that you cared for us. Now we are grown with families, you may try to make it up with your grandkids, but daddy its too late for me. THE END!

"daddy Doms"
An Article About "Daddy Doms" by Kendra about Daddy Doms...I mentioned the term Daddy Dom in a chat room the other day and was greeted by a resounding Yuk! It got me thinking about the misconceptions surrounding this aspect of D/s. I realize most think that it involves a father/daughter relationship. That isn't quite true, Daddy/little girl is a much different level. I do not know if I can explain what I mean so I will simply talk about what a Daddy Dom is to me. First I should say that in my relationship my Dom is not my father, he is nothing like my father, and I have no need for him to replace my father. He is however my Daddy. We do not engage in age play specifically ( beyond the occasional school girl fantasy *s*) and our relationship is not based on any need to have sex with children. I am always all woman, and always a very independent woman. He does have the ability to make me feel like a little girl, however, a very cherished and sometimes needy little girl. It is a fee

Daddy Calls Home
Subject: Phone Call "Hello?" "Hi honey. This is Daddy. Is Mommy near the phone?" "No Daddy. She's upstairs in the bedroom with Uncle Paul." After a brief pause, Daddy says, "But honey, you haven't got an Uncle Paul." "Oh yes I do, and he's upstairs in the room with Mommy, right now." Brief Pause. "Uh, okay then, this is what I want you to do. Put the phone down on the table, run upstairs and knock on the bedroom door and shout to Mommy that Daddy's car just pulled into the driveway." "Okay Daddy, just a minute." A few minutes later the little girl comes back to the phone. "I did it Daddy." "And what happened honey?" he asked. "Well, Mommy got all scared, jumped out of bed with no clothes on and ran around screaming. Then she tripped over the rug, hit her head on the dresser and now she isn't moving at all!" "Oh my God!!! What about your Uncle Paul?" "He jumped out of the bed with no clothes on, too. He was all scared and he jumped out of the back window and into the

Daddy's Hands
I remember his hands, They were my comfort my hope. They were safe and strong, Always there to help me cope. All this would shift, When daddy got mad, They were fast and mean, Even if you were not bad. The love would leave, As his words picked up speed, And then like a viper, It was off with the belt and onto the deed. I remember the bruises, The ones I always hid, Cause no one could know, What daddy's hand did. I can remember the worst, I was a teen, I kissed a boy, Daddy's hands had seen. He got angry good and fast, This time I was too old for a belt, So he punched me in the face And left me with a welt. The time he almost got caught, Was when he called me a whore, I knew his hands were coming, He slammed me into the door. The worst ever, I am still scared, When his hands pulled out a gun, Then something in me snapped, This abuse was done. The hand shook, As my voice raised to say, '

Daddy's Day!!!
Her hair was up in a pony tail her favorite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go. But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school, eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees, a dad who never calls. There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet. Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats. One by one the teacher called, a student from the class. To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed. At last the teacher called her name, e

A Daddies Love!!
when I look in your eyes I see potential, and unconditional love unaffected by life's shit that I plan to keep you above the way your eyes sparkle when I enter the room touches my heart being a kid is fun, but raising one is the truly fun part I would climb mountains, slay dragons, take a bullet in the chest to save you because everything that has came from me, you are w/out a question the best I hope I can be the dad for which you will be proud I'd give you the stars, moon, sun, and your favorite cloud because when you hug me, I feel like I honestly matter I used to think only in stories could u live happily ever after before you were born, I was just living to die that all changed when u arrived, and took your first breath when you cried there has to be a higher power, I'm speechless, I don't know what to say except never worry that your dad will be gone, because I'm here to stay if you ever need me, I'll always be just a "daddy" away if your being bullie

Daddy Went Away : [
Daddy went away last night He wanted to buy me some toys but then some men in the parking lot started making a lot of noise He kept far away from the men and entered the store through the back He bought me a new dolly and a brand new pink backpack When we was going back to his car the men were acting stranger Then daddy saw a silver flash and realized he was in danger The silver flash was really a gun and I think my daddy saw it The group of men started after my daddy and loaded the gun with a bullet They started walking faster and then began to run and the biggest man of all shot my daddy with his gun Daddy screamed a painful cry and then fell to the ground The mean men took his money but daddy didn't move The group of men then took his coat and piled into a bus then the owner of the store came out to see what caused the fuss He told my father he'd be ok then dialed 9-1-1 ANd then my daddy told him about the big man with the gun When the

Daddy Went Away...the Reason...
the poem was based on my friend alicia...yes it is true....the things that happen really did....and i thought i'd write something about becouse i just want to make a point....all the crime and hate and all the other shit thats going on right now such as the war......we really dont need it.....everyone really need to get together and try to find someway of letting the world know how we feel...let them know that the crimes need to step...let the world know that its familys out here who need their kids....brothers....sisters....moms...dads etc etc home and not in no war....sorry but i dont like gorge bush and if i had a choice i would deff. end all of this shit...and i now that our people at war want to come home but dont want to do so with out knowing they have won....but...right about now its the best thing to do....just end it and come home...you will never know when it will be your last time to see a loved one again...well godbless all!!..

Daddy's Home
"Hello?" "Hi honey. This is Daddy. Is Mommy near the phone?" "No Daddy. She's upstairs in the bedroom with Uncle Paul." After a brief pause, Daddy says, "But honey, you haven't got an Uncle Paul." "Oh yes I do, and he's upstairs in the room with Mommy, right now." Brief Pause. "Uh, okay then, this is what I want you to do. Put the phone down on the table, run upstairs and knock on the bedroom door and shout to Mommy that Daddy's car just pulled into the driveway." "Okay Daddy, just a minute." A few minutes later the little girl comes back to the phone. "I did it Daddy." "And what happened honey?" he asked. "Well, Mommy got all scared, jumped out of bed with no clothes on and ran around screaming. Then she tripped over the rug, hit her head on the dresser and now she isn't moving at all!" "Oh my God!!! What about your Uncle Paul?" "He jumped out of the bed with no clothes on, too.

Daddy's Empty Chair
DADDY'S EMPTY CHAIR A man's daughter had asked the local minister to come and pray with her father. When the minister arrived, he found the man lying in bed with his head propped up on two pillows. An empty chair sat beside his bed. The minister assumed that the old fellow had been informed of his visit. "I guess you were expecting me, he said. "No, who are you?" said the father. The minister told him his name and then remarked, "I saw the empty chair and I figured you knew I was going to show up." "Oh yeah, the chair," said the bedridden man. "Would you mind closing the door?" Puzzled, the minister shut the door. "I have never told anyone this, not even my daughter," said the man. "But all of my life I have never known how to pray. At church I used to hear the pastor talk about prayer, but it went right over my head." "I abandoned any attempt at prayer," the old man continued, "until one day four years ago, my best friend said to me, "Johnny, prayer is just

Daddy's Cunt Whore
k so i'm interested in something new and fun. I wouldn't mind having an older man who is dominate to use me as his little fuck slut.(it's just a fantasy) like i've never tried that b4 but i desperatley want to. Someone who"s huge hopefully 10 and on bcs the biggest i've had was 6 inches not even joking..........the reason why i want someone older is bcs there more experienced of course. Never had anal sex but willing to try, and i would love for you to bring friends along and just run a train on me. Message me back! PLEASSSSSSSSSSSSSSE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!(only if you are serious)

Daddys Poem
Daddy's Poem Her hair was up in a pony tail, her favorite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go. But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees a dad who never calls. There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet. Children squirming impatiently , anxious in their seats One by one the teacher called a student from the class. To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed. At last the teacher called her name, every child turned to stare. Each of them was searching, a man w

Daddy
Daddy You the one who gave me life,you whose hand thrust the kinife.Cant you see that with every fatal sip the tie that binds us slips.Perhaps the devestation hasn't sunk in,because still you continue to come home drunken.Daddy you don't seem to care.Deep down a secret pain i bare.But Daddy you don't see it's much to late you've failed to stop it before it sealed your fate. Written by Tonya Trosclair!

Daddy Wont Be Coming Home
Daddy Won't Be Coming Home A Powerful Poem Author Unknown It was late one Tuesday evening, Before a mother could sit down, To tell her only child about The terror that hit downtown. She looked into the eyes of her son God, she loved him so, She felt her heart begin to break And the hurt begin to show. She gathered all her strength and courage, as her story she began to tell. "Baby don't cry, but I'm afraid daddy Might be under a building that fell." The boy looked back at his mother, His eyes made not one blink. And the mother's tears began to fall. What would her baby think? You see, his dad is a firefighter, And his hero from the day of his birth. He loved his dad more than anything else That could ever inherit this earth. The mother's head began to drop, Her forehead resting on palm. She thought her son would be upset. Instead, he was very calm. The boy leaned over towards his mom, And put his hand upon her head. In her ear

Daddy...
Her hair was up in a pony tail, her favorite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go. But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees; a dad who never calls. There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet. Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats One by one the teacher called a student from the class. To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed. At last the teacher called her name, every child turned to stare. Each of them wa

The Daddy Poem
THE DADDY POEM Her hair was up in a pony tail, her favorite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go. But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees a dad who never calls. There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet. Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats One by one the teacher called a student from the class. To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed. At last the teacher called her name, every child turned to stare. Each of them was searching,

Daddy How Was I Born?
A little boy goes to his father and asks "Daddy, how was I born?" The father answers: "Well son, I guess one day you will need to find out anyway! Your Mom and I first got together in a chat room on Yahoo. Then I set up a date via e-mail with your Mom and we met at a cyber-cafe. We sneaked into a secluded room, where your mother agreed to a download from my hard drive. As soon as I was ready to upload, we discovered that neither one of us had used a firewall, and since it was too late to hit the delete button, nine months later a little Pop-Up appeared that said: YOU'VE GOT MALE!!!

Daddys Empty Chair
DADDY'S EMPTY CHAIR A man's daughter had asked the local minister to come and pray with her father. When the minister arrived, he found the man lying in bed with his head propped up on two pillows. An empty chair sat beside his bed. The minister assumed that the old fellow had been informed of his visit. "I guess you were expecting me, he said. 'No, who are you?" said the father. The minister told him his name and then remarked, "I saw the empty chair and I figured you knew I was going to show up," "Oh yeah, the chair," said the bedridden man. "Would you mind closing the door? Puzzled, the minister shut the door. "I have never told anyone this, not even my daughter," said the man. "But all of my life I have never known how to pray. At church I used to hear the pastor talk about prayer, but it went right over my head." I abandoned any attempt at prayer," the old man continued, "until one day four years ago, my best friend said to me, "Johnny, prayer is just a simple matter of having

Daddy's Empty Chair
DADDY'S EMPTY CHAIR A man's daughter had asked the local minister to come and pray with her father. When the minister arrived, he found the man lying in bed with his head propped up on two pillows. An empty chair sat beside his bed. The minister assumed that the old fellow had been informed of his visit. "I guess you were expecting me, he said." "No, who are you?" said the father. The minister told him his name and then remarked, "I saw the empty chair and I figured you knew I was going to show up," "Oh yeah, the chair," said the bedridden man. "Would you mind closing the door?" Puzzled, the minister shut the door. "I have never told anyone this, not even my daughter," said the man. "But all of my life I have never known how to pray. At church I used to hear the pastor talk about prayer, but it went right over my head." I abandoned any attempt at prayer," the old man continued, "until one day four years ago, my best friend said to me, "Johnn

Daddy's Poem
Daddy's Poem Her hair was up in a pony tail, her favorite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go. But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees a dad who never calls. There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet. Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats One by one the teacher called a student from the class. To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed. At last the teacher called her name, every child turned to stare. Each of them was searching, a man who wasn't there. "Where's her daddy at?" she

Daddy's Day Poem
Daddy's Day Poem Her hair was up in a pony tail, her favorite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go. But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees a dad who never calls. There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet. Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats One by one the teacher called a student from the class. To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed. At last the teacher called her name, every child turned to stare. Each of them was searching, a ma

Daddy
He may be her father But he doesnt love her The way you do You terat her so much better Then he ever could The more you are around The more she gets to know you When she starts to talk She will think its you Who is her daddy Beacuse you are the one always there For her and me You are the one She likes best They say anone can be a father But it takes someone special to be a daddy He's that anyone But you're that someone To her you're a daddy!

Daddy's Day
Her hair up in a pony tail, Her favorite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy's Day at school, And she couldn't wait to go. But her mommy tried to tell her, That she probably should stay home. Why, the kids might not understand If she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; She knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates, on this Daddy's Day. But still her mother worried, For her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, She tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school, Eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees, A dad who never calls. There were daddies along the wall in back, For everyone to meet. Children squirming impatiently, Anxious in their seats. One by one the teacher called, A student from the class To introduce their daddy, As seconds slowly passed. At last the teacher called her name, Every child turned to stare. Each of them were searching For a man who wasn't there. "Where's her daddy at?" She heard a boy call out.

Daddy's Gonna Eat Your Fingers
This one is worth passing on to for everyone who: a) has kids b) had kids c) was a kid d) knows a kid e) is going to have kids I was packing for my business trip and my 3-year old daughter was having a wonderful time playing on the bed. At one point she said, "Daddy, look at this," and stuck out two of her fingers. Trying to keep her entertained, I reached out and stuck her tiny fingers in my mouth and said, "Daddy's gonna eat your fingers!" Pretending to eat them before I rushed out of the room again. When I returned, my daughter was standing on the bed staring at her fingers with a devastated look on her face. I said, "What's wrong, honey?" She replied, "What happened to my booger?"

Daddy's Poem
Daddy's Poem Her hair was up in a pony tail, her favorite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go. But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees a dad who never calls. There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet. Children squirming impatiently , anxious in their seats One by one the teacher called a student from the class. To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed. At last the teacher called her name, every child turned to stare. Each of them was searching, a man w

"daddy, How Was I Born?"
A little boy goes to his father and asks "Daddy, how was I born?" The father answers: "Well son, I guess one day you will need to find out anyway!" "Your Mom and I first got together in a chat room on Yahoo. Then I set up a date via e-mail with your Mom and we met at a cyber-cafe." "We sneaked into a secluded room, where your mother agreed to a download from my drive. As soon as I was ready to upload, we discovered that neither one of us had used a firewall, and since it was too late to hit the delete button, nine months later a little Pop-Up appeared that said... (scroll down) ...you've got male!" (¯`L´¯) `*.¸.*´ (¯`O´¯) `*.¸.*´ (¯`V´¯) `*.¸.*´ (¯`E´¯) `*.¸.*´ ¸.•¸.•*¨) ¸.•*¨) (¸.•´ (¸.•´ ....XOXOXO ~~D~~ Too dang cute enjoy!!!

Daddy's Empty Chair
DADDY'S EMPTY CHAIR A man's daughter had asked the local minister To come and pray with her father. When the minister arrived, He found the man lying in bed with his head propped up on two pillows. An empty chair sat beside his bed. The minister assumed that the old fellow had been informed of his visit. "I guess you were expecting me, he said. 'No, who are you?" said the father. The minister told him his name and then remarked, "I saw the empty chair and I figured you knew I was going to show up." "Oh yeah, the chair," said the bedridden man. "Would you mind closing the door?" Puzzled, the minister shut the door. "I have never told anyone this, Not even my daughter," said the man. "But all of my life I have never known how to pray. At church I used to hear the pastor talk about prayer, but it went right over my head." I abandoned any attempt at prayer," The old man continued, " Until one day four years ago, my best friend said to me, "Johnny, prayer is just

Daddys Poem
Her hair was up in a pony tail, her favorite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go. But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees; a dad who never calls. There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet. Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats One by one the teacher called a student from the class. To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed. At last the teacher called her name, every child turned to stare. Each of them was searching,

Daddy's Poem
Her hair was up in a pony tail, her favorite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go. But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees; a dad who never calls. There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet. Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats One by one the teacher called a student from the class. To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed. At last the teacher called her name, every child turned to stare. Each of them was searching,

Daddys Poem
i came across this and its increadable if it dosent make u shed some tears your a cold heart less piece of...... well u know Daddy's Poem Her hair was up in a pony tail, her favorite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go. But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees a dad who never calls. There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet. Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats One by one the teacher called a student from the class. To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed. At last the teacher

Daddy's Gonna Eat Your Fingers
>>DADDY'S GONNA EAT YOUR FINGERS ... (This one is worth passing on.) >> >>This one is for everyone who .... >>a) has kids, >>b) had kids, >>c) was a kid, >>d) knows a kid >>e) is going to have kids >> >>I was packing for my business trip and my three year old daughter >>was having a wonderful time playing on the bed. At one point she >>said, "Daddy, look at this," and stuck out two of her fingers. >> >>Trying to keep her entertained, I reached out and stuck her tiny >>fingers in my mouth and said, "Daddy's gonna eat your fingers," >>pretending to eat them. I went back to packing, looked up again and >>my daughter was standing on the bed staring at her fingers with a >>devastated look on her face. >> >>I said, "What's wrong, honey?" >> >>She replied, "What happened to my booger?"

Daddys Girl
well first off i wanna say that this is my first blog...usually don't do these types of things...but tonight i need to get it out....so here it is.... As a lil girl i was always with my father we did everything together...i used to help him milk cows and cut wood...yes I'm a country girl...we were always close...well my parents got divorced when i was about 14 cause my father has a drinking problem and my mom got sick of it.. i stayed with my father...everything was good...then one day i fell down the stairs and broke my leg..because of the extent of the damage i went to live with my mom cause i needed 24 hr care... my mom had a boyfriend whom i wasn't to fond of back then so needless to say i wasn't happy...to make a long story short after that i didn't get to see my dad very much... before you knew it i graduated high school he wasn't there...got my first car he wasn't there..boyfriends ya not there again...then when i got married he still wasn't there...well he just left my house

Daddys Lil Gurl
DADDYS LIL GURL There once was this girl who lived a good life but always was full of pain and strife she never knew how good it was until she hung with the wrong crowd and did things that daddy never allowed people wanted to know why she was full of life but always wrote poetry full of strife she wrote a poem about a dark world she was daddy's Lil girl who lived in a fantasy world who thought she would give suicide a whirl look at her now 6feet below mommy crying as they lower her nice and slow fathers saying why did you have to go to this slow and painful death nobody knows why you took your last breath all we do know she was daddy's Lil girl who thought she would give suicide a whirl having her life be written on a polished rock so everyone could pray the heavens gate they do unlock

Daddy Do You Remember ? I Do
Daddy i remember when i was a little girl you'd hold me in your arms to protect me from this world daddy do you remember when i was about seven are family was always smiling until i was past eleven Daddy i remember wed have so much fun but when i turned 12 things started to come undone daddy do you remember? when you used to be relaxed you didn't worry about money or about the horrible pasts daddy i remember you'd carry me on your shoulders i looked up to you like my hero you were my defensive soldier daddy i remember you'd always make me laugh but then things started to change.. my smile hardly ever came back daddy i remember one night you came home mommy was asleep i was all alone.. i remember how you hit me slapped me in the face i didn't no what was going on what happened to this place daddy don't you remember Anna came in the room she started to scream yelling rite at you she said what the hells your problem you looked at he

Daddy's Gonna Eat Your Fingers!!
(This one is worth passing on.) This one is for everyone who ... a) has kids, b) had kids, c) was a kid, d) knows a kid e) is going to have kids. I was packing for my business trip and my three year old daughter was having a wonderful time playing on the bed. At one point she said, "Daddy, look at this," and stuck out two of her fingers. Trying to keep her entertained, I reached out and stuck her tiny fingers in my mouth and said,! "Daddy 's gonna eat your fingers," pretending to eat them. Went back to packing, looked up again and my daughter was standing on the bed staring at her fingers with a devastated look on her face. I said, "What's wrong, honey?" She replied, "What happened to my booger?"

Daddys Poem
DADDY'S POEM --------------------------------------- Her hair was up in a pony tail, her favorite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go. But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees; a dad who never calls. There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet. Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats One by one the teacher called a student from the class. To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed. At last the teacher called her name, e

Daddy's Poem
Daddy's Poem Her hair was up in a pony tail, her favorite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go. But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees a dad who never calls. There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet. Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats One by one the teacher called a student from the class. To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed. At last the teacher called her name, every child turned to stare. Each of them was searching, a m

Daddy
He's guided me through all these years, And he's still the one to wipe my tears. Afraid to show any sign of emotion, To me he's given his most devotion. Through hell and back he's held my hand, Now he may be called to the promise land. I want to scream and I want to cry, Please, Daddy...please don't die! I need you here to help guide me, You can't just let me be. You've always been my solid rock, This cancer you have is such a crock. I don't understand why it's taken you as its host, Our relationship isn't understood by most. You've always been there, that I can't deny, If you go I'll always wonder why. The house will feel empty and alone, Of this life you have blown. Left me here to deal with the pain, The cancer has you to gain. I don't understand, I can't believe it's true, It's left me feeling so very blue. Questions race through my head, answers never found, We'll bury your body under a mound. A simple headsto

Daddy's Poem
Her hair was up in a pony tail, her favorite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go. But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees a dad who never calls. There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet. Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats One by one the teacher called a student from the class. To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed. At last the teacher called her name, every child turned to stare. Each of them was searching, a man w

Daddy's Little Girl
Disclaimer: This story is about incestrial erotica.. if you aren't into it.. Please do not read past this. Thank you. It all started with my daughter’s question: “Daddy, I need money?” It was early morning and I was reading the news paper. I answered, “Get a job, honey,” “Dad! I’m serious!” Melanie said. “So am I honey.” I said. “But I’m only 14!” She replied. “Well, you know, be a babysitter.” I answered carelessly. She only thought of it for a second. “Okay.” I was a bit surprised. “What? Really?” “Yeah, daddy. Good idea.” “As long as you’re responsible.” I said. “I will.” She said happily. “In fact, before you go and fetch customers, how ‘bout you take care of little Jakey for tonight. I have a business meeting and I don’t want to drop you off with mommy.” I said, remembering my meeting. “Okay. Will you pay me?” She asked. “If I must.” I said, “Ten bucks.” “Deal!” That was the last time I saw my daughter as… a daughter.

Daddy's Little Girl
Upon entering his daughter's room, Mr. Lacy found a note on the bed and proceeded to read it. It stated the following: Dear Dad, I am sorry to have run away, but there is something I must tell you, and I couldn't bare to do it in person. I've decided to run away with Billy (my boyfriend I've been hiding from you and Mom), and we're going to get married. He promises to support me with the food stamps and goverment money he's been stashing away, but assures me there are always other ways to get money in a pinch. He also plans to help me with my alcohol problem, which I've done a pretty good job of hiding over the past year. We plan on raising our still unborn child in the best little beach shack we can find in Mexico - I'm sure it won't be much, but I know we'll be happy together so that's all that matters. I plan on getting there with the fake passport Billy was so kind to make for me. We just hope that he won't get put back into Rehab again for his drug abuse problems.

A Daddy's Poem
Her hair was up in a pony tail, her favorite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go. But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees a dad who never calls. There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet. Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats One by one the teacher called a student from the class. To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed. At last the teacher called her name, every child turned to stare. Each of them was searching, a man who wasn't t

Daddy Why Did You Have To Go
Daddy why did you have to go and leave me all alone it made me cry and want to leave did momma make you go I wish I could go wit you but momma said I can't she said i was to little and had to stay home daddy you were the big man in my life daddy why did you have to go is it something I did or is it something that I said I'm fourteen am i big enough now daddy why did you have to go I guess I'll never know wrote in loving memory of my father who passed away March 6 1988 love you daughter christine

Daddy , I Was Born How??
A little boy goes to his father and asks "Daddy, how was I born?" The father answers: "Well son, I guess one day you will need to find out anyway! Your Mom and I first got together in a chat room on Yahoo. Then I set up a date via e-mail with your Mom and we met at a cyber-cafe. We sneaked into a secluded room, where your mother agreed to a download from my hard drive. As soon as I was ready to upload, we discovered that neither one of us had used a firewall, and since it was too late to hit the delete button, nine months later a little Pop-Up appeared that said: Scroll down...You'll love this.... 'You got Male!'"

Daddys Little Girl
If I had my life to do over, I'd have chosen you to be my dad once more. Even if it meant losing you again, It's worth all the tears in the world. You were my sunshine when skies were gray. I loved you and honored you; You took all my tears away. I was happy to be with you, Proud to be your little girl. Sometimes we would argue, But to me you meant the world. Your love was always pure; You treated me as your own. Your time seemed all too short and I feel so alone. What can I take from this? My heart is completely crushed. But nothing loved is ever lost - And you are loved so much.

Daddy's Gonna Eat My Finger Lmao!!!
DADDY'S GONNA EAT YOUR FINGERS ... (This one is worth passing on.) This one is for everyone who... a) has kids, b) had kids, c) was a kid, d) knows a kid, e) is going to have kids. I was packing for my business trip and my three year old daughter was having a wonderful time playing on the bed. At one point she said, "Daddy, look at this," and stuck out two of her fingers. Trying to keep her entertained, I reached out and stuck her tiny fingers in my mouth and said, "Daddy's gonna eat your fingers," pretending to eat them. Went back to packing, looked up again and my daughter was standing on the bed staring at her fingers with a devastated look on her face. I said, "What's wrong, honey?" She replied, "What happened to my booger?"

Daddy's A Dancer
One day a fourth-grade teacher asked the children's what their fathers did for a living. All the typical answers came up -- fireman, mechanic, businessman, salesman, doctor, lawyer, and so forth. However, little Justin was being uncharacteristically quiet, so when the teacher prodded him about his father, he replied, "My father's an exotic dancer in a gay club and takes off all his clothes in front of other men and they put money in his underwear. Sometimes, if the offer is really good, he will go home with some guy and stay with him all night for money." The teacher, obviously shaken by this statement, hurriedly set the other children to work on some exercises and then took little Justin aside to ask him, "Is that really true about your father?" "No," the boy said, "He works for the Democratic National Committee and is helping to get Hillary Clinton to be our next President, but I was too embarrassed to say that in front of the other kids!"

Daddy Daycare Is Up And Running!
I have three kids. Usually, I'm the cool guy...I go to work WAY before they get up, and I see them in the last few hours of their day. Wellll, right now their mother is visiting a friend in Boise, so it's just me (on leave) and them. According to my 4 year old daughter, I just may not add up to the Mommy figure in this relationship. Something about the Daddy being the disciplinarian...not my thing. I will and do correct, I'm just not usually there for the daily growing pains of my babies. So it is. I did score major points today; I took them on a picnic at the park. For those of you without kids, and picnic with a 5, 4, and 2 y/o equates to very little eating and a whole lot of running. Definitely a two parent gig. No wonder they said that Mommy doesn't take them there; now they can add Daddy to that list! Anyway, no major parties at the house...no women (or me, for that matter) running around naked. Take care, my friends!

Daddy Please N0
OMG!!! This is so FUCKIN sad DADDY PLEASE N0" This is just wrong.. you are one sick person if you dont repost this i feel for you if this doesnt touch you because this is just wrong. read this. its disgusting Walking in my nighty; rubbing my eyes My fathers sitting on the sofa with his friend He pats the seat in the middle; i sit Shivering so cold; a quilt he lends "Jessy you love me don't you" a smile; his Their breathe spirts weep "Daddy you know i do; what is it?" He smiles at his friend; his hand creeps His friend takes my hand; looks me in the eyes Daddys creeping up my nightie; cold hands I try to pull his hand away; their grip is strong! They look at one another; nod; something planned I feel my palms sweat; Daddys under my knickers "Daddy im going to bed! Night" Pulling again But there grip is to strong for weak me I look at both; and ask, who are these men? His fingers going up me; pulling away His friend leans forward; a kiss? Why? Hi

Daddy Does What?
One day a fourth-grade teacher asked the children what their fathers did for a living. All the typical answers came up -- fireman, mechanic, businessman, salesman, doctor, lawyer, and so forth. However, little Justin was being uncharacteristically quiet, so when the teacher prodded him about his father, he replied, "My father's an exotic dancer in a gay cabaret and takes off all his clothes in front of other men and they put money in his underwear. Sometimes, if the offer is really good, he will go home with some guy and stay with him all night for money." The teacher, obviously shaken by this statement, hurriedly set the other children to work on some exercises and then took little Justin aside to ask him, "Is that really true about your father?" "No," the boy said, "He works for the Democratic National Committee and is helping to get Hillary Clinton to be our next President, but I was too embarrassed to say that in front of the other kids."

Daddy's Girl
I was the first born of 4 kids and I was the only girl. I had a special bond with my Dad...I was a "DADDY'S GIRL" all the way...lol...I loved him more than anything and I knew he loved me. He is the only one in my life that accepted me for exactly who I was...he truly loved everything about me the good and the bad...and yes ...there is some bad lol I am not perfect! He never asked or wanted me to change anything about myself...not my personality...not my opinion...not how I looked and he never wanted me to change how I felt about anything...he said to me once...that is what leads you...follow it! When I was little I wanted to marry my Dad I wanted to be with him forever...its funny even at 29 when I went to visit him I would feel something inside of me turn back into a 4 year old little girl that would just look up at her Dad in awe...the love I felt from him for me always made me feel no matter what life was dealing out to me I was going to be alright...because no matter what...I knew

Daddy Tears
Daddy tears are falling on me, as I remember the thing we did, what he taught me. How he laughed and believed in me. He never turned his back on me. As my tears of joy and sorrow drip off my cheek, his tears gentle kiss my cheek. Sitting here thinking of all he did, I know he is looking down from the gates of heaven. He left his wife and boys behind to be with his father. But no one knew how much he meant to me. I was not ready to let him go. I was the task he left undone. I know what he wants from me, and his wife does too. A part of me feels like it my fault; the other part is jealous, because I did not have enough time with him. November 28, 2004

Daddys Day
Daddy's Day at School > > >Her hair was up in a ponytail > >Her favorite dress tied with a bow. > >Today was Daddy's Day at school, > >And she couldn't wait to go. > > > >But her mommy tried to tell her, > >That she probably should stay home. > >Why the kids might not understand, > >If she went to school alone. > > > >But she was not afraid; > >She knew just what to say. > >What to tell her classmates > >Of why he wasn't there today. > > > >But still her mother worried, > >For her to face this day alone. > >And that was why once again, > >She tried to keep her daughter home. > > > >But the little gir! l went to school, > >Eager to tell them all. > >About a dad she never sees > >A dad who never calls. > > > >There were daddies along the wall in back, > >For everyone to meet. > >Children squirming impatiently, > >Anxious in their seats. > > > >One by one the teacher called, > >A student from the class. > >To introduce the

Daddy's Girl
Daddy's Lil' Girl Anger, Sadness, and Fear I am always alone You are never here Holding tight to the phone If I am lucky you will get time to call I know this is something you must do Slowly the tears begin to fall I ask myself, Why must I love you As a little girl my daddy would go Eighteen wheels always calling his name Sitting at the end of the driveway all alone It wasn't his fault, he wasn't to blame Daddy was doing what he had to do Sitting in that truck day in and day out When I was small I had no clue Now I know what it's all about Never would I be with a man that left That was the promise I made Now I can laugh at myself And the anger begins to fade For a girl will marry a man like her dad It was you I picked for that reason Loving you will drive me mad But I will stand by you season to season There are eighteen wheels calling your name And I know you're not to blame I will spend the rest of my life happy and glad Because I was lu

Daddy(a Ghostwriter
i went to the park where i did dwell i saw a boy i knew so well he sat a strange girl upon his knee and told her things he never told me now i know the reason why the girl is prettier then i i ran home to cry upon my bed not a word to my mother i said daddy came home the door he broke and found me hanging from a rope he got a knife, he cut me down and in my dress this note he found daddy..dig my grave and dig it deep marlbe stone from head to feet and on my tombstone place a dove to show the world i died for love by merc_ Author's Comments: "A Friend wrote this asked me to post it i cried and agreed to do it"

A Daddys Poem
Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go. But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees; a dad who never calls. There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet. Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats One by one the teacher called a student from the class. To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed. At last the teacher called her name, every child turned to stare. Each of them was searching, for a man who wasn't there. "Where's her daddy at?" she heard a

Daddy's Poem
Don't read without tissues because it will make you cry if you have a heart.. Her hair was up in a pony tail, her favorite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go. But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees; a dad who never calls. There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet. Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats One by one the teacher called a student from the class. To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed. At last the teache

Daddy's Poem.
Daddy's Poem Her hair was up in a pony tail, Her favorite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy's Day at school, And she couldn't wait to go. But her mommy tried to tell her, That she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand, If she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; She knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates Of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, For her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, She tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school Eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees A dad who never calls. There were daddies along the wall in back, For everyone to meet. Children squirming impatiently, Anxious in their seats. One by one the teacher called A student from the class. To introduce their daddy, As seconds slowly passed. At last the teacher called her name, Every child turned to stare. Each of them was sear

A Daddys Poem 2
Her hair was up in a pony tail, her favorite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go. But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees; a dad who never calls. There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet. Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats One by one the teacher called a student from the class. To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed. At last the teacher called her name, every child turned to

Daddy
As I waited for you thru the years Now and forever we will be together. As I am the child of God. I extend my hands to yours. So I can lead you down the path of righteousness So we can be with Jesus together. It's not hard to pray the sinner's prayer. Please kneel and hold my hand daddy. And close your eyes and pray with me. Now you have joined me on being a child of God. I praise you and thank you daddy For now we can be together for enternity. As I look up to the heavenly skies, I cry the tears of joy for you daddy.

A Daddys Love
Her hair was up in a pony tail, her favorite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go. But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees a dad who never calls. There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet. Children squirmi ng imp atiently, nxious in their seats One by one the teacher called a student from the class. To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed. At last the teacher called her name, every child turned to stare. Each of them wa

Daddy
Daddy is my hero, chasing away my fears, comforting my sorrows, wiping away my tears. He holds me in his arms, tells me it's ok, "Don't worry my baby, I'll never go away." His voice is soft and soothing, His arms that hold me tight, His warm lips upon me, Kissing me good night. Let me love you daddy, let me hold you close, I want to give you daddy, The thing that you crave most. I see it in your eyes, Your stare it makes me weak, Sometimes I want to tell you, But my lips won't let me speak. I need you so much daddy, these feelings I can't hide, I long to touch you daddy, to feel you deep inside. So lay your hand upon me, Bring me to heights of bliss, Please tell me daddy, It will always be like this. © Andi 2007

Daddys Poem....very Sad!
Body: (if this doesn't get to you, nothing will) This is quite possibly the best poem I have ever read. Her hair was up in a pony tail, her favorite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go. But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees; a dad who never calls. There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet. Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats O

Daddy's Poem
Daddy's Poem Her hair was up in a pony tail, her favourite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go. But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees a dad who never calls. There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet. Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats One by one the teacher called a student from the class. To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed. At last the teacher called her name,

Daddys Poem..thanks Drill
Daddy's Poem Her hair was up in a pony tail, her favourite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go. But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees a dad who never calls. There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet. Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats One by one the teacher called a student from the class. To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed. At last the teacher called her name,

Daddy Dearest
You conceived me, hopefully out of love . I had no idea I was such a burden on you at the tender age of 2. That's when you ran and never looked back. In my tender twenty-eight years on this earth, i've acheived and attained many things, all of which you have successfully managed to miss. High school wrestling, prom, graduation. I'm on my own now and just starting to deal with the remnants of what you choose to ignore., what your hormones were so eager to create that night. I strive every day to be the exact OPPOSITE of you. I respect women, I maintain and take care of my responsibilities and when that day comes, that wonderful day that i find a woman to honor me and to be the mother of my children, I hope and pray two things ... 1) I hope to be the best father god allows me to be 2.) One day you will know your grandchild. Animosity is no longer my thing. Eventhough you are merely a sperm donor to me, you are family

Daddy's Poem *~* 9/11 Victims*~*
Her hair was up in a pony tail, her favorite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go. But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees; a dad who never calls. There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet. Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats One by one the teacher called a student from the class. To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed. At last the teacher called her name, every child turned to stare. Each of them was searching,

Daddy's Little Girl
It's been a long time Seems like you've been miles away Never quite stopped thinking about you Waiting for the day Until I finally knew Looking high and low Been searching across the deserts of time Wondering if your mine Have you seen my little angel? Daddy's little girl Chasin' that old neon moon again Hearts been achin' Tears on my face aren't worth erasin' Just wanna hold you close to this chest Can't sleep until my mind is at rest Looking high and low Been searching across the deserts of time Wondering if your mine Have you seen my little angel? Daddy's little girl Thought I saw you the other day Just another billboard along the way Radio playing that Rocky Mountain High Got the window down wind blowin' my hair All night drivin' until the day I find you Looking high and low Been searching across the deserts of time Wondering if your mine Have you seen my little angel? Daddy's little girl Daddy's little girl Daddy's little girl Daddy's li

Daddy's Empty Chair
DADDY'S EMPTY CHAIR ~ A man's daughter had asked the local minister to come and pray with her father. When the minister arrived, he found the man lying in bed with his head propped up on two pillows. An empty chair sat beside his bed. The minister assumed that the old fellow had been informed of his visit. "I guess you were expecting me, he said. 'No, who are you?" said the father. The minister told him his name and then remarked, "I saw the empty chair and I figured you knew I was going to show up," "Oh yeah, the chair," said the bedridden man. "Would you mind closing the door?" Puzzled, the minister shut the door. "I have never told anyone this, not even my daughter," said the man. "But all of my life I have never known how to pray. At church I used to hear the pastor talk about prayer, but it went right over my head." I abandoned any attempt at prayer," the old man continued, "until one day four years ago, my best friend

Daddy
Daddy I only just got to know you. But I've loved you since I was a child. I missed you then. But in the years that I've gotten to know you daddy. I knew I was right to to love you. and my mother taught me well. You said that I was just like you and I hope in a way that is true Because daddy you were strong, proud, independent and such a sense of humor. You always made people smile. You loved those big KW's and you drove it hammer down. and once again I stop and listen for a airhorn and with it daddy I salute you. I love you and I'll miss you but daddy your in my heart forever til we meet again.

Daddy
Daddy, what are you saying? I can't make it out Daddy, I can hear you clearly There's nothing to shout about. Daddy, don't get mad that I can't understand, I know it isn't meant for me, You just can't comprehend. Daddy, don't you worry, There is nothing wrong. Though it is your job to be, I'll just sing you this song. Daddy, do forgive me if I ever hurt you bad, You know I didn't mean what I said when I got a little mad. Daddy, you know I care for you by the way I kiss your cheeks and wipe your mouth when you eat and make sure your tea's not too sweet. And Daddy, as you watch me grow, you know that someday I'll leave. But I am still your littlest girl, And I always will be.

Daddy Dom's Article
Daddy Doms A babygirl's view by Kendra I mentioned the term Daddy Dom in a chat room the other day and was greeted by a resounding Yuk! It got me thinking about the misconceptions surrounding this aspect of D/s. I realize most think that it involves a father/daughter relationship. That isn't quite true, Daddy/little girl is a much different level. I do not know if I can explain what I mean so I will simply talk about what a Daddy Dom is to me. First I should say that in my relationship my Dom is not my father, he is nothing like my father, and I have no need for him to replace my father. He is however my Daddy. We do not engage in age play specifically ( beyond the occasional school girl fantasy *s*) and our relationship is not based on any need to have sex with children. I am always all woman, and always a very independent woman. He does have the ability to make me feel like a little girl, however, a very cherished and sometimes needy little girl. It is a feeling that I revel

Daddys Poem
If this doesn't get to you, nothing will.... Her hair was up in a pony tail, her favorite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go. But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees; a dad who never calls. There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet. Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats One by one the teacher called a student from the class. To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed. At last the teacher c

Daddy's Poem
If this doesn't get to you, nothing will.... Her hair was up in a pony tail, her favorite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go. But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees; a dad who never calls. There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet. Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats One by one the teacher called a student from the class. To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed. At last the teacher called her name, every

Daddys Little Girl
Daddy's little girl Small but hard headed just like him She would try anything he done to be like him. He would bring her outside and show her the tree's and birds. What life is outside the house! As she grew she often wondered why he done what he done. As far as showing her what nature was. But as life went on she under stood that life is too short you have to learn each step Of life. So it makes you stronger and that way you have a heart for little things Little things in life mean the world to some people you could buy everything you wanted But there is a few things in life you can not buy Sometimes in life you have to teach people to grow even if they are older they still have to stop and think about little things in life

Daddy Dom.
An Article About "Daddy Doms" about Daddy Doms...I mentioned the term Daddy Dom in a chat room the other day and was greeted by a resounding Yuk! It got me thinking about the misconceptions surrounding this aspect of D/s. I realize most think that it involves a father/daughter relationship. That isn't quite true, Daddy/little girl is a much different level. I do not know if I can explain what I mean so I will simply talk about what a Daddy Dom is to me. First I should say that in my relationship my Dom is not my father, he is nothing like my father, and I have no need for him to replace my father. He is however my Daddy. We do not engage in age play specifically ( beyond the occasional school girl fantasy *s*) and our relationship is not based on any need to have sex with children. I am always all woman, and always a very independent woman. He does have the ability to make me feel like a little girl, however, a very cherished and sometimes needy little girl. It is a feeling that I r

Daddy's Poem..!!!!
Her hair was up in a pony tail, >> >>>> her favorite dress tied with a bow. >> >>>> Today was Daddy's Day at school, >> >>>> and she couldn't wait to go. >> >>>> >> >>>> But her mommy tried to tell her, >> >>>> that she probably should stay home. >> >>>> Why the kids might not understand, >> >>>> if she went to school alone. >> >>>> >> >>>> But she was not afraid; >> >>>> she knew just what to say. >> >>>> What to tell her classmates >> >>>> of why he wasn't there today. >> >>>> >> >>>> But still her mother worried, >> >>>> for her to face this day alone. >> >>>> And that was why once again, >> >>>> she tried to keep her daughter home. >> >>>> >> >>>> But the little girl went to school >> >>>> eager to tell them all. >> >>>> About a dad she never sees, >> >>>> a dad who never calls. >> >>>> >> >>>> There were daddies

Daddy's Empty Chair
A man's daughter had asked the local minister to come and pray with her father. When the minister arrived, he found the man lying in bed with his head propped up on two pillows. An empty chair sat beside his bed. The minister assumed that the old fellow had been informed of his visit. "I guess you were expecting me, he said. 'No, who are you?" said the father. The minister told him his name and then remarked, "I saw the empty chair and I figured you knew I was going to show up." "Oh yeah, the chair," said the bedridden man. "Would you mind closing the door?" Puzzled, the minister shut the door. "I have never told anyone this, not even my daughter," said the man. "But all of my life I have never known how to pray. At church I used to hear the pastor talk about prayer, but it went right over my head." I abandoned any attempt at prayer," the old man continued, " until one day four years ago, my best fri

Daddy's Gonna Eat Your Fingers
Daddy's gonna eat your fingers This one is worth passing on to for everyone who: a) has kids b) had kids c) was a kid d) knows a kid e) is going to have kids I was packing for my business trip and my 3-year old daughter was having a wonderful time playing on the bed At one point she said, "Daddy, look at this," and stuck out two of her fingers. Trying to keep her entertained, I reached out and stuck her tiny fingers in my mouth and said, "Daddy's gonna eat your fingers!" pretending to eat them before I rushed out of the room again. When I returned, my daughter was standing on the bed staring at her fingers with a devastated look on her face. I said, "What's wrong, honey?" She replied, "What happened to my booger?"

Daddy
Daddy the Dancer One day a fourth-grade teacher asked the children what their fathers did for a living. All the typical answers came up -- fireman, mechanic, businessman, salesman, doctor, lawyer, and so forth. However, little Justin was being uncharacteristically quiet, so when the teacher prodded him about his father, he replied, "My father's an exotic dancer in a gay cabaret and takes off all his clothes in front of other men and they put money in his underwear. Sometimes, if the offer is really good he will go home with some guy and stay with him all night for money." The teacher, obviously shaken by this statement, hurriedly set the other children to work on some exercises and then took little Justin aside to ask him, "Is that really true about your father?" "No," the boy said, "He works for the Democratic National Committee and is helping to get Hillary Clinton to be our next President, b

Dad Didn't Make It...
He just went....it's been a horribly long 2 weeks of one step foward -two steps back with him. My heart is just breaking for my brother and sisters right now....I really don't know what more to say at the moment...perhaps I'll blog again when my head feels less heavy...

Daddy's Poem
Daddy's Poem Her hair was up in a pony tail, her favorite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees a dad who never calls. There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet. Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats One by one the teacher called a student from the class. To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed. At last the teacher called her name, every child turned to stare. Each of them was searching, a man who wasn't th

Daddy's Poem
I Don't know who wrote this but let't get it out there to remember the families who have lost a loved one Her hair was up in a pony tail, her favorite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go. But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees; a dad who never calls. There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet. Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats One by one the teacher called a student from the class. To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly pas

Daddy's Little Girl Contest
I have decided to run a Father's Day contest as well, but for the women that always claimed to be daddy's little girl. Rules are simple and you may enter 2 photos if you want to. 1. 2 entries per person allowed. If two are entered the one with the most comments will be counted. A contestant cannot win both first and second place. 2. rates don't count. only comments do. 3. is ok to bomb yourself. 4. Use your imagination ex: Salute, Card, etc. If you submit something that is NSFW I will have you pick another photo. 5. and most important. All entries must be original. meaning you cant go search the web for some hokey fathers day card and call it your own. Be unique, be funny. Contest will run from June 5th 10am eastern time till June 16th 10 am eastern time. 1st prize will be announced when contest begins 2nd prize will be ? 3rd prize will be ? To join message me here or on Yahoo general_rabbit2007

Daddy's Poem
Daddy's Poem Her hair was up in a pony tail, her favorite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go. But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees a dad who never calls. There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet. Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats One by one the teacher called a student from the class. To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed. At last the teacher called her name, every child turned to stare. Each of them was searching, a man who

Daddy's Girl Must Read
Daddys girl Her hair was up in a pony tail, Her favorite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy's Day at school, And she couldn't wait to go. But her mommy tried to tell her, That she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand, If she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; She knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates Of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, For her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, She tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school Eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees A dad who never calls. There were daddies along the wall in back, For everyone to meet. Children squirming impatiently, Anxious in their seats One by one the teacher called A student from the class. To introduce their daddy, As seconds slowly passed. At last the teacher called her name, Every child turned to stare. Each of them was searching, For a

Daddy's Little Girl
Daddy's Little Girl A father watched his young daughter playing in the > >garden. > > > >He smiled as he reflected on how sweet and pure his little girl was. > > > >Tears formed in his eyes as he thought about her seeing the wonders of > >nature through such innocent eyes. > > > >Suddenly she just stopped and stared at the ground. > > > >He went over to her to see what work of God had captured her attention. > > > >He noticed she was looking at two spiders mating. > > > >"Daddy, what are those two spiders doing?" she asked. > > > >"They're mating," her Father replied. > > > >"What do you call the spider on top?" she asked. > > > >"That's a Daddy Longlegs," her father answered. > > > >"So, the other one is a Mommy Longlegs?" the little girl asked. > > > >As his heart soared with the joy of such a cute and innocent question he > >replied "No dear. Both of them are Daddy Longlegs." > > > >The little girl, looking a little puzzled, thought for a moment, then t

Daddy Please Dont Go
I still remember the day you left. I was sitting by the christmas tree when I heard shouting. Mommy was crying and you were yelling. You came down the steps and said to me. Baby i have to go. I cried to you saying please don't go. You said to me Baby I have to go. Mommy don't want daddy here no more. I cried for hours screaming Daddy please don't go. Mommy Said that you had to go he hurt mommy thats why he is leaving. I still cry sometimes 13 years later Daddy please don't leave me Jessica Cooper

Daddy Day Weekend
You would think that I spent with my father but sadly no. He worked all weekend and then was sick so he had to rest with the time he had left over. Friday night my mom and I made bar-b-q and margaritas, which the heat got to my dad so he had to go up early, and then Ryan and I went swimming in the pool for a few hours to relax. It was a nice ending to a long week. Saturday was fate just playing kick ball with our plans. I was supposed to go with Katherine and Ryan was going out with the boys. But she had to entertain family and Ryan got sick while he was working out in the heat. So I thought I’d go yard saling to hunt up some new vases, odds & ends, just go out. Well with the heat one thing lead to another and we didn’t go, But I did get the baby cradle that Lisa gave. It’s hand made, really cute, just needs to be re-stained, I may even paint it so I can add more detail. Haven’t really made up my mind, just yet. Kelly called about my plans seeing as how me and Katherine weren’t

Daddy Do It Very Well
DAMN BABY HOW THE HELL CAN U JUST COME TO MY ROOM REMOVE MY CLOTHES N THROW ME ON THE BED. TRACING MY BODY WIT YA SOFT TONGUE. GOING DOWN TO MY HONEY POT. TRACING THE OUTLINE OF MY KITTY. DAMN U KNOW HOW TO MAKE A GIRL PUSSY PURR. I SAY FUCK LAYING ON MY BACK I GET FACE DOWN ASS UP SO U CAN LICK ME FROM MY CLIT TO ASS. MMMMMMMM DADDY U SLIDING THAT TONGUE IN N OUT MY TIGHT ASS. B4 I CAN SAY NE THING ELSE U SPREAD MY WET KITTY OPEN N WITH ONE MOVEMENT U ENTER ME ALL THE WAY. HAVE ME SCREAMING WIT PAIN N PLEASURE. SLIDING OUT OF ME SLOWLY THEN ENTER ME ROUGHLY. U KNOW HOW LIL MAMI LIKE THAT SHIT DON'T U. PULL MY FUCKING HAIR N FUCK ME DADDY. SLAP THIS PHAT ASS AS I THROW IT BACK TO U. YEA I KNOW U LIKE TO SEE MY ASS SHAKE. WATCHING ME CUM ALL ON THAT DICK. I LOOK AROUND AT U TELL U TO STOP CAUSE I WANT THAT BIG CREAMY DICK IN MY MOUTH. MMMMMMMM DAMN I TASTE SO GOOD ON THIS BIG POLE. TAKING U DOWN MY THORAT. U GRAB MY HEAD N START FUCKING MY MOUTH OOOOOOOO SO ROUGHLY. U KN

Daddy Day At School
Her hair was up in a pony tail, her favorite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go. But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees; a dad who never calls. There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet. Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats One by one the teacher called a student from the class. To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed. At last the teacher called her name, every child turned to stare. Each of them was searching,

Daddies
Her hair was up in a pony tail, her favorite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go. But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees; a dad who never calls. There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet. Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats One by one the teacher called a student from the class. To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed. At last the teacher called her name, every child turned to stare. Each of them was searching,

Daddy' S Falling Angel
Pull these scars off my eyes Lost from the world A child searching for her dad You left me there alone With him to rape my world And I lived through the years a girl Pleading why In my dreams last night I saw your face You held me and washed away my tears Then i woke to realize you're gone I'm drowning in solitude again I thank god for my mother's love Through years of broken innocence She carried me through the light When you realize that fate is gone Just look at me and say goodbye So tell me how you feel So tell me how As these years and time go racing by I'm drowning in solitude again No this won't kill me

Daddy's Poem
Body: Don't read without tissues because it will make you cry if you have a heart.. Her hair was up in a pony tail, her favorite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go. But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees; a dad who never calls. There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet. Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats One by one the teacher called a student from the class. To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed. At last the

"daddy Poem"
Her hair was up in a pony tail, her favorite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go. But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, she tried to keep her home. But the little girl went to school eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees; a dad who never calls. There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet. Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats One by one the teacher called a student from the class. To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed. At last the teacher called her name, every child turned to stare. Each of them was searching, for a man who wasn't there. "Where's her daddy at?"

Daddy's Poem(this Was In A Bulletin)
Body: Don't read without tissues because it will make you cry if you have a heart.. Her hair was up in a pony tail, her favorite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go. But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees; a dad who never calls. There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet. Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats One by one the teacher called a student from the class. To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed. At last the

Daddy Hurts Him
My name is Chris I am three, My eyes are swollen I cannot see, I must be stupid I must be bad, What else could have made My daddy so mad? I wish I were better I wish I weren't ugly, Then maybe my mommy Would still want to hug me. I cant do a wrong I cant speak at all Or else im locked up All day long. When im awake im all alone The house is dark My folks arent home When my mommy does come home I'll try and be nice, So maybe ill just get One whipping tonight. I just heard a car My daddy is back From Chariles bar I hear him curse My name is called I press myself Against the wall I try to hide From his evil eyes Im so afraid now I'm starting to cry He finds me weeping Calls me ugly words, He says its my fault He suffers at work

Daddy How Was I Born
Little boy goes to his father and asks "Daddy, how was I born?" The father answers: "Well, son, I guess one day you will need to find out anyway! Your Mom and I first got together in a chat room on Yahoo. Then I set up a date via e-mail with your Mom and we met at a cyber-cafe. We sneaked into a secluded room, where your mother agreed to a download from my hard drive. As soon as I was ready to upload, we discovered that neither one of us had used a firewall, and since it was too late to hit the delete button, nine months later a blessed little Pop-Up appeared and said: "You've Got Male!"

Daddy It Hurts
My name is Chris I am three, My eyes are swollen I cannot see, I must be stupid I must be bad, What else could have made My daddy so mad? I wish I were better I wish I weren't ugly, Then maybe my mommy Would still want to hug me. I cant do a wrong I cant speak at all Or else im locked up All day long. When im awake im all alone The house is dark My folks arent home When my mommy does come home I'll try and be nice, So maybe ill just get One whipping tonight. I just heard a car My daddy is back From Chariles bar I hear him curse My name is called I press myself Against the wall I try to hide From his evil eyes Im so afraid now I'm starting to cry He finds me weeping Calls me ugly words, He says its my fault He suffers at work

Daddy It Hurts!!!!!!!!
THiS iS A TRUE STORY AND iF YOU DONT PASS THiS ON YOU DONT HAVE A SOUL!!! My name is Chris I am three, My eyes are swollen I cannot see, I must be stupid I must be bad, What else could have made My daddy so mad? I wish I were better I wish I weren't ugly, Then maybe my mommy Would still want to hug me. I cant do a wrong I cant speak at all Or else im locked up All day long. When im awake im all alone The house is dark My folks arent home When my mommy does come home I'll try and be nice, So maybe ill just get One whipping tonight. I just heard a car My daddy is back From Chariles bar I hear him curse My name is called I press myself Against the wall I try to hide From his evil eyes Im so afraid now I'm starting to cry He finds me weeping Ca

Daddy It Hurts
THiS iS A TRUE STORY AND iF YOU DONT PASS THiS ON YOU DONT HAVE A SOUL!!! My name is Chris I am three, My eyes are swollen I cannot see, I must be stupid I must be bad, What else could have made My daddy so mad? I wish I were better I wish I weren't ugly, Then maybe my mommy Would still want to hug me. I cant do a wrong I cant speak at all Or else im locked up All day long. When im awake im all alone The house is dark My folks arent home When my mommy does come home I'll try and be nice, So maybe ill just get One whipping tonight. I just heard a car My daddy is back From Chariles bar I hear him curse My name is called I press myself Against the wall I try to hide From his evil eyes Im so afraid now I'm starting to cry He finds me weeping Calls me ugly words, He says its my fault He suffers at work

Daddy I Miss You
Well today marks 7 years that my dad passed away yup he died on the 4th of July and he went out with a bang. So daddy help me out today and help me stay strong so I can't break down. I miss you badly and wished you was here..

Daddy Is Back In The Hospital...
LIFE REALLY SUCKS IT REALLY ISNT FAIR THAT EVERYTIME SOMETHING GOOD HAPPENS THE WORLD DOES A FLIP AND IT ALL GOES WRONG...I GOT A CHANCE FOR AN APARTMENT AND A JOB....MY CT WIFE WANTS NOTHING TO DO WITH ME NOT EVEN AS A FRIEND...MY MOM CALLS ME AT 6AM TO TELL ME GET HERE UR DAD IS NOT BREATHING. I ARRIVE AT MY MOM'S TO GET IN THE AMBULANCE FOR A RIDE TO THE ER...MY DAD IS DOING WORST THAN HE WAS BEFORE I AM SO SCARED I AM GOING TO LOSE HIM...THINGS JUST SUCK FOR ME...WHEN CAN IT START GOING GOOD AGAIN..LIKE MY DAD COMES HOME NO MORE PROBLEMS AND MY EX-CT WIFE TELL ME WE CAN AT LEAST BE FRIENDS! THAT WOULD BE NICE...OH ONE MORE NICE THING..MY GIRLFRIEND IN TEXAS STOPS HANGING OUT WITH THIS CHICK I HAVENT MET AND DONT FUCKIN LIKE!!! OH OK WELL I WILL KEEP EVERYONE WHO CARES UP DATED ON MY DAD AS SOON AS I KNOW. HE HAS TO HAVE A STRESS TEST DONT FOR HIS HEART AND A TRANSFUSION..OF BLOOD BECAUSE ALL HIS BLOOD IS BAD! TALK TO U ALL LATERS...OXOXO'S AND THANKS FOR UR LOVE AND SUPPORT! *NIKK

Daddy Empty Chair
A man's daughter had asked the local minister to come > > and pray with her father. > > When the minister arrived, he found the man lying in bed > > with his head propped up on two pillows. > > An empty chair sat beside his bed. > > The minister assumed that the old fellow had been > > informed of his visit. > > "I guess you were expecting me, he said. > > 'No, who are you?" > > said the father. > > The minister told him his name > > and then remarked, > > "I saw the empty chair > > and I figured > > you knew I was going to show up," > > "Oh yeah, the chair," > > said the bedridden man. > > "Would you mind closing the door?" > > Puzzled, > > the minister shut the door. > > "I have never told anyone this, > > not even my daughter," > > said the man. > > "But all of my life I have never known how to pray. > > At church I used to hear the pastor talk about prayer, > > but it went right over my head." > > I aband

Daddy's Poem
Daddy's Poem Her hair was up in a pony tail, her favorite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go. But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees a dad who never calls. There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet. Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats One by one the teacher called a student from the class. To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed. At last the teacher called her name, every child turned to stare. Each of them was searching, a man who wasn't there.

Daddy' Day
"MY DADDY couldn't be here, becuz he live's so far away. but i know he wishes he could be with me on this day and though you cannot meet him, i wanted you to know all about MY DADDY and how he loves me so. He loved to tell me stories, he taught me to ride my bike. he surprised me with pink rose's, and taught me how to fly a kite. We used to share fudge sundaes and ice cream in a cone, and though you cannot see him, i'm not standing here alone 'cause MY DADDY'S always with me, even though we are apart i know becuz he told me, he'll forever be here in my heart." "I love MY DADDY very much, he's my shining star and if he could he'd be here. but heavens just to far but sometimes when i close my eye's, its like he never went away." "I know you're with me DADDY," to the silence she called out. but there placed on her desktop, was a beautiful fragrant pink rose and a child was blessed, if only a moment, by the love of a child was shining bright star, and given the gift og believ

Daddy It Hurts!!
Date: Jul 17, 2007 11:08 AM Subject: DADDY IT HURTS!!! Body: DADDY IT HURTS THiS iS A TRUE STORY AND iF YOU DONT PASS THiS ON YOU DONT HAVE A SOUL!!! My name is Chris I am three, My eyes are swollen I cannot see, I must be stupid I must be bad, What else could have made My daddy so mad? I wish I were better I wish I weren't ugly, Then maybe my mommy Would still want to hug me. I cant do a wrong I cant speak at all Or else im locked up All day long. When im awake im all alone The house is dark My folks arent home When my mommy does come home I'll try and be nice, So maybe ill just get One whipping tonight. I just heard a car My daddy is back From Chariles bar I hear him curse My name is called I press myself Against the wall I try to hide From his evil eyes

Daddy It Hurts
"Daddy it hurts" My name is Chris I am three, My eyes are swollen I cannot see, I must be stupid I must be bad, What else could have made My daddy so mad? I wish I were better I wish I weren't ugly, Then maybe my mommy Would still want to hug me. I cant do a wrong I cant speak at all Or else im locked up All day long. When im awake im all alone The house is dark My folks arent home When my mommy does come home I'll try and be nice, So maybe ill just get One whipping tonight. I just heard a car My daddy is back From Chariles bar I hear him curse My name is called I press myself Against the wall I try to hide From his evil eyes Im so afraid now I'm starting to cry He finds me weeping Calls me ugly words, He says its my fault He suffers at work He slaps and hits me And yells at me more, I finally get free And run to the door Hes already locked it And I start to

"daddy It Hurts"
"Daddy it hurts" My name is Chris I am three, My eyes are swollen I cannot see, I must be stupid I must be bad, What else could have made My daddy so mad? I wish I were better I wish I weren't ugly, Then maybe my mommy Would still want to hug me. I cant do a wrong I cant speak at all Or else im locked up All day long. When im awake im all alone The house is dark My folks arent home When my mommy does come home I'll try and be nice, So maybe ill just get One whipping tonight. I just heard a car My daddy is back From Chariles bar I hear him curse My name is called I press myself Against the wall I try to hide From his evil eyes Im so afraid now I'm starting to cry He finds me weeping Calls me ugly words, He says its my fault He suffers at work He slaps and hits me And yells at me more, I finally get free And run to the door Hes already locked it And I star

Daddy It Hurts!!!!!
Body: daddy it hurts!!!!!!!! :( this is SOOOOOO SAD im not kidden! Body: IF YOU HAVE KIDS YOU WILL BE AFFECTED BY THIS STORY . IF NOT YOU SHOULD BE ASHAMED OF YOURSELF. THiS iS A TRUE STORY AND iF YOU DONT PASS THiS ON YOU DONT HAVE A SOUL!!! PEOPLE THAT DO THESE KINDS OF THINGS TO THERE KIDS SHOULD BE SHOT AND TORCHERED SO THEY CAN SEE HOW IT FEELS. My name is Chris I am three, My eyes are swollen I cannot see, I must be stupid I must be bad, What else could have made My daddy so mad? I wish I were better I wish I weren't ugly, Then maybe my mommy Would still want to hug me. I cant do a wrong I cant speak at all Or else im locked up All day long. When im awake im all alone The house is dark My folks arent home When my mommy does come home I'll try and be nice, So maybe ill just get One whipping tonight. I just heard a ca

Daddy...
I want to share something very special to me. I called my father day before yesterday..Tuesday, about 9:30pm. He fussed me out for not calling earlier. Of course, I apologized and told him I needed to be taken to the Dr. Thursday at 12am. Could he drive me, he agreed and that was the end of the conversation. Yesterday about 11am the phone rang and it was my Dad, he apologized for getting on to me the night before. He said, "When the phone rings at night, the first thing I think of is, one of you ( My brother, step-brother or I) is hurt or in trouble." "That and I had a bad day and took it out on you." Now for my father to do this, is AMAZING! It made me feel all nice and warm, so I thought I'd share it with you...and just maybe, you'll make a long over due call or pat someone on the back. Anyway above is a younger picture of my Dad and a recent one.

Daddys Day Poem
( I saw this and had to post it. I don't know who wrote it but I loved it! ) DADDYS DAY POEM Author Unknown Her hair was up in a ponytail Her favorite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy's Day at school, And she couldn't wait to go. But her mommy tried to tell her, That she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand, If she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; She knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates Of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, For her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, She tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school, Eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees A dad who never calls. There were daddies along the wall in back, For everyone to meet. Children squirming impatiently, Anxious in their seats. One by one the teacher called, A student from the class. To introduce their daddy, As seconds slowly passed. At

Daddy
Daddy Why did you not want me. Daddy why did you hurt me so Daddy why would you do that Daddy what did I do so young for you not to want me. Daddy I love you but i hate you too. Daddy your not in my life now you was for a short time and you will never be again. Daddy hear my cry Daddy your made this happen Daddy I don't need you Daddy I don't want you Daddy it took me years to feel this Daddy see what you did to your own flesh and blood. Daddy remember the time you wanting me to take a test because you kept saying I was not yours. Daddy people that didn't even know I was yours but knew you said I looked like you. Well Daddy guess what You don't have to ask again even thought I have your blood running through my veins Your not my daddy I am not your Daughter Any guy can make a child. But it takes more to make a daddy you will not give me away at my wedding when I do Marry. You will not be there for anything that happens in my life Dad

Daddy's Poem
DADDY'S POEM HER HAIR WAS UP IN A PONY TAIL, HER FAVORITE DRESS TIED WITH A BOW. TODAY WAS DADDY'S DAY AT SCHOOL, AND SHE COULDN'T WAIT TO GO. BUT HER MOMMY TRIED TO TELL HER, THAT SHE PROBABLY SHOULD STAY HOME. WHY THE KIDS MIGHT NOT UNDERSTAND, IF SHE WENT TO SCHOOL ALONE. BUT SHE WAS NOT AFRAID; SHE KNEW JUST WHAT TO SAY. WHAT TO TELL HER CLASSMATES OF WHY HE WASN'T THERE TODAY. BUT STILL HER MOTHER WORRIED, FOR HER TO FACE THIS DAY ALONE. AND THAT WAS WHY ONCE AGAIN, SHE TRIED TO KEEP HER DAUGHTER HOME. BUT THE LITTLE GIRL WENT TO SCHOOL EAGER TO TELL THEM ALL. ABOUT A DAD SHE NEVER SEES A DAD WHO NEVER CALLS. THERE WERE DADDIES ALONG THE WALL IN BACK, FOR EVERYONE TO MEET. CHILDREN SQUIRMING IMPATIENTLY, ANXIOUS IN THEIR SEATS ONE BY ONE THE TEACHER CALLED A STUDENT FROM THE CLASS. TO INTRODUCE THEIR DADDY, AS SECONDS SLOWLY PASSED. AT LAST THE TEACHER CALLED HER NAME, EVERY CHILD TURNED TO STARE. EACH OF THEM WAS SEARCHING, FO

Daddy
Daddy I remember the icy fealing, the disbelief, she had to be lying. No words were spoken, but the look on her face told me; my Daddy was gone. Tears fell unnoticed, as I gasped for air. Not realizing I had stopped breathing. Only one thought came to mind... My Daddy left me... Alone! 6-24-44 to 3-13-99

Daddys Lil Gurl
standing tall daddys lil gurl never did a wrong always following the rules now youve grown doing what you want the streets become home hoping you wont stop drugs are your best friends drinkings not far behind always staying gone or out with a guy praying for an answer not liking what you find wondering why you did it alone you always cry

Daddy's Girl
Evening Light A falling Star Everywhere I look There are In my mind Polluting my brain Thoughts of you Cause my heart pain You are gone Yet still here Everytime I look in the mirror Copyright: Chantal Plummer

Daddy;s Poen (so Sad) Worth Reading
Daddy's Poem Her hair was up in a pony tail, Her favorite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy's Day at school, And she couldn't wait to go. But her mommy tried to tell her, That she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand, If she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; She knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates Of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, For her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, She tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school Eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees A dad who never calls. There were daddies along the wall in back, For everyone to meet. Children squirming impatiently, Anxious in their seats One by one the teacher called A student from the class. To introduce their daddy, As seconds slowly passed. At last the teacher called her name, Every child turned to stare. Each of them was searching,

Daddy's Little Girl
When I'm away from home... And can only hear your voice on the phone... Please know that it breaks my heart to know that you feel alone... I never want a single drop of sadness to enter your heart... And always remember who held you by the hand from the start... In the hospital... Eyes shined... This angel of mine... I never truely knew love until that moment in time... Gave you life in a literal sense... But baby, remember please... As soon as you entered my world... You gave life back to me... Every morning when I'm leaving for work... If just for a second... I check in on you... You always look so precious... The epitome of innocence... Please believe i'll always protect you... Keep the rain from falling on you... Shield you from the sun... Try my best to make sure you have all that you could need or ever want... My entire reason for living... You give me hope of a better world... Please do not ever doubt my love... You'll forever be Daddy's little girl...

Daddy's Poem
Daddy's Poem Her hair was up in a pony tail, Her favorite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy's Day at school, And she couldn't wait to go. But her mommy tried to tell her, That she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand, If she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; She knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates Of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, For her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, She tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school Eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees A dad who never calls. There were daddies along the wall in back, For everyone to meet. Children squirming impatiently, Anxious in their seats One by one the teacher called A student from the class. To introduce their daddy, As seconds slowly passed. At last the teacher called her name, Every child turned to stare. Each of them was searching, For a ma

Daddy's Girl
Daddy's Poem Her hair was up in a pony tail, her favourite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go. But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees a dad who never calls. There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet. Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats One by one the teacher called a student from the class. To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed. At last the teacher called her name, every child turned to stare. Each of them was sear

Daddies :(
A dad/father means the world to a daddies girl. i spoke once before of my dads sickness and that he had throat cancer, went for testing radiation and everything else was sickly skinny after all said and done. he went in again to do standard check up to b sure all was well and was informed its BACK.....he had an MRI on monday going for a CT SCAN today then biopsy on Friday, doctors say surgery comes not long after that....send positive thoughts and prayers my dads way pleaseeeee i don't ask much more as there is nothin else anyone can do. MY DADDY b4 he got sick

Daddy's Little Girl
She'd snuggle up and talk to me, Each night as I'd watch TV, I teasingly called her chatterbox, Then one night, she said 'dont be scared' I see an angel on the stairs Daddy can you hear the angel talk? 1 more year of lollypops, ice-cream cones and soda pop, 1 more year of daddy's little girl. 1 more year of crackerjacks, bubblegum and sugar smacks, 1 more year of daddy's little girl. I took her in my arms upstairs And as she said her nightime prayers I felt a fever burning through her head She gave thanks for mom and me And said I heard my angel speak Daddy, this is what my angel said Her faith grew strong, her body weak And soon my frightened eyes could see There was nothing on earth that I could do And one year later to the day In her sleep she slipped away And I knew what she'd said and heard were true

Daddy's Poem
Daddy's Poem Her hair was up in a pony tail, her favorite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go. But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees a dad who never calls. There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet. Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats One by one the teacher called a student from the class. To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed. At last the teacher called her name, every child turned to stare. Each of them was searching, a man

Daddy's Poem
Her hair was up in a ponytail, her favorite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go. But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; She knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school, eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees - a dad who never calls. There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet. Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats One by one the teacher called, a student from the class. To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed. At last the teacher called her name, every child turned to stare. Each of them was searching for a man who wasn't there. "Wher

Daddy It Hurts!!!
Daddy It Hurts! This Is a true story and If you don't pass this on you don't have a soul!!! My name is Chris I am three, My eyes are swollen I cannot see, I must be stupid I must be bad, What else could have made My daddy so mad? I wish I were better I wish I weren't ugly, Then maybe my mommy Would still want to hug me. I cant do a wrong I cant speak at all Or else im locked up All day long. When im awake im all alone The house is dark My folks arent home When my mommy does come home I'll try and be nice, So maybe ill just get One whipping tonight. I just heard a car My daddy is back From Chariles bar I hear him curse My name is called I press myself Against the wall I try to hide From his evil eyes Im so afraid now I'm starting to cry He fin

Daddy's Empty Chair
DADDY'S EMPTY CHAIR A man's daughter had asked the local minister to come and pray with her father. When the minister arrived, he found the man lying in bed with his head propped up on two pillows. An empty chair sat beside his bed. The minister assumed that the old fellow had been informed of his visit. "I guess you were expecting me," he said. 'No, who are you?" said the father. The minister told him his name and then remarked, "I saw the empty chair and I figured you knew I was going to show up." "Oh yeah, the chair," said the bedridden man. "Would you mind closing the door?" Puzzled, the minister shut the door. "I have never told anyone this, not even my daughter," said the man. "But all of my life I have never known how to pray. At church I used to hear the pastor talk about prayer, but it went right over my head." I abandoned any attempt at prayer," , the old man continued, " until one day four years ago, my best friend said to me, "Johnny, prayer

Daddy's Poem
DADDY'S POEM Her hair was up in a pony tail, her favorite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go. But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees a dad who never calls. There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet. Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats One by one the teacher called a student from the class. To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed. At last the teacher called her name, every child turned to stare. Each of them was searching, a man wh

Daddy It Hurts!!!.
Daddy It Hurts! This Is a true story and If you don't pass this on you don't have a soul!!! My name is Chris I am three, My eyes are swollen I cannot see, I must be stupid I must be bad, What else could have made My daddy so mad? I wish I were better I wish I weren't ugly, Then maybe my mommy Would still want to hug me. I cant do a wrong I cant speak at all Or else im locked up All day long. When im awake im all alone The house is dark My folks arent home When my mommy does come home I'll try and be nice, So maybe ill just get One whipping tonight. I just heard a car My daddy is back From Charil's bar I hear him curse My name is called I press myself Against the wall I try to hide From his evil eyes Im so afraid now I'm starting to cry He finds me weeping Calls me ugly words, He says its my fault He suffers at work He slaps and hits me And yells at me more,

Daddy It Hurts!!
Daddy It Hurts! This Is a true story and If you don't pass this on you don't have a soul!!! My name is Chris I am three, My eyes are swollen I cannot see, I must be stupid I must be bad, What else could have made My daddy so mad? I wish I were better I wish I weren't ugly, Then maybe my mommy Would still want to hug me. I cant do a wrong I cant speak at all Or else im locked up All day long. When im awake im all alone The house is dark My folks arent home When my mommy does come home I'll try and be nice, So maybe ill just get One whipping tonight. I just heard a car My daddy is back From Charil's bar I hear him curse My name is called I press myself Against the wall I try to hide From his evil eyes Im so afraid now I'm starting to cry He finds me weeping Calls me ugly words, He says its my fault He suffers at work He slaps and hits me And yells at me more,

Daddy It Hurts
Listen with your soul! My name is Chris I am three, My eyes are swollen I cannot see, I must be stupid I must be bad, What else could have made My daddy so mad? I wish I were better I wish I weren't ugly, Then maybe my mommy Would still want to hug me. I cant do a wrong I cant speak at all Or else im locked up All day long. When im awake im all alone The house is dark My folks arent home When my mommy does come home I'll try and be nice, So maybe ill just get One whipping tonight. I just heard a car My daddy is back From Charlies bar I hear him curse My name is called I press myself Against the wall I try to hide From his evil eyes Im so afraid now I'm starting to cry He finds me weeping Calls me ugly words, He says its my fault He suffers at work He slaps and hits me And yells at me more, I finally get free And run to the door Hes already locked it And I start to bawl, He takes me and throws me Against the hard wall I fall to the

"daddy It Hurts"
Daddy It Hurts! This Is a true story and If you don't pass this on you don't have a soul!!! My name is Chris I am three, My eyes are swollen I cannot see, I must be stupid I must be bad, What else could have made My daddy so mad? I wish I were better I wish I weren't ugly, Then maybe my mommy Would still want to hug me. I cant do a wrong I cant speak at all Or else im locked up All day long. When im awake im all alone The house is dark My folks arent home When my mommy does come home I'll try and be nice, So maybe ill just get One whipping tonight. I just heard a car My daddy is back From Charil's bar I hear him curse My name is called I press myself Against the wall I try to hide From his evil eyes Im so afraid now I'm starting to cry He finds me weeping Calls me ugly words, He says its my fault He suffers at work He slaps and hits me And yells at me more,

Daddy It Hurts
Daddy It Hurts! This Is a true story and If you don't pass this on you don't have a soul!!! My name is Chris I am three, My eyes are swollen I cannot see, I must be stupid I must be bad, What else could have made My daddy so mad? I wish I were better I wish I weren't ugly, Then maybe my mommy Would still want to hug me. I cant do a wrong I cant speak at all Or else im locked up All day long. When im awake im all alone The house is dark My folks arent home When my mommy does come home I'll try and be nice, So maybe ill just get One whipping tonight. I just heard a car My daddy is back From Charil's bar I hear him curse My name is called I press myself Against the wall I try to hide From his evil eyes Im so afraid now I'm starting to cry He finds me weeping Calls me ugly words, He says its my fault He suffers at work He slaps and hits me And yells at me more,

Daddy,s, Tail
A DAD'S STORY On July 22nd I was in route to Washington , DC for a business trip. It was all so very ordinary, until we landed in < /I> Denver for a plane change. As I collected my belongings from the overhead bin, an announcement was made for Mr. Lloyd Glenn to see the United Customer Service Representative immediately. I thought nothing of it until I reached the door to leave the plane and I heard a gentleman asking every male if he were Mr. Glenn. At this point I knew something was wrong and my heart sunk. When I got off the plane a solemn-faced young man came tow ard me and said, "Mr. Glenn, there is an emergency at your home. I do not know what the emergency is, or who is involved, but I will take you to the phone so you can call the hospital." My heart was now pounding, but the will to be calm took over. Woodenly, I followed this stranger to the distant telephone where I called the number he gave me for the Mission Hospital . My call was put through to the trauma center wher

Daddys Lil Girl
Daddys lil girl Im daddys little girl, He catches me when i fall, He picks me up when im down, He dries my tears when i cry, He will always be with me, I will always be his baby, I could tell him anything, and everything, He was my 1 true friend, He believed in me, trusted me, and supported me in everything i did, So how could i see my life without him in it? He was a sensational father, and great best friend, i could confide in him always, he never dissapointed me, i always tried to make him proud to sum all this up............... I WILL ALWAYS BE MY DADDYS LIL GIRL!

Daddy
To all who enjoys poems from the heart Daddy, hear my cry, hear my plea, look down and have favor over me. Please make my body to work right, and my daily to not be such a fight. Daddy, make my legs to walk, oh please, my voice to talk, and my eyes to see. The strength to sit up all by myself, and education to be my only needed help. My mouth to eat, and my throat to swallow, and my heart will always remind me to follow- to follow you through my days, no matter what may come my way. Thank you Daddy, for loving me so much, that I’m reminded of it with just your touch. Thank you Daddy, for my family, who takes care of me, and for guiding us through all eternity. LSR 9 May 1997 Author’s Comments: “This is what I felt the Lord told me to put into words for Justin.” Copyright © 2005

A Daddy's Love
i feel the love within me,and it is all just for you.watching you coming out,i held my breath for you.when you cried for the first time, i cried along with you.ten fingers, ten toes, my heart belongs to you. they wipe you clean and put you in mommies arms. you were so happy and content will all the love and charm. and i held you for the first time, and i was as proud as i could be.cause there is no one in this world who will love you more than me. i lie you down in my arms and rocked you until you fell asleep.i know right now from this point on,your love i'll always keep.rest your head my dear tomorrow is anew. goodnight my darling daughter ,daddy loves you.

Daddy
FreeBird If I leave here tomorrow Would you still remember me? For I must be travelling on, now, 'Cause there's too many places I've got to see. But, if I stayed here with you, girl, Things just couldn't be the same. 'Cause I'm as free as a bird now, And this bird you can not change. Lord knows, I can't change. Bye, bye, its been a sweet love. Though this feeling I can't change. But please don't take it badly, 'Cause Lord knows I'm to blame. But, if I stayed here with you girl, Things just couldn't be the same. Cause I'm as free as a bird now, And this bird you'll never change. And this bird you can not change. Lord knows, I can't change. Lord help me, I can't change. RIP January 15, 1965 - June 11,2006 Greg Hoffman a wonderfull father you will always be in my heart i will never forget you and will always miss you

Daddys Poem
Daddy's Poem Her hair was up in a pony tail, Her favorite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy's Day at school, And she couldn't wait to go. But her mommy tried to tell her, That she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand, If she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; She knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates Of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, For her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, She tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school Eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees A dad who never calls. There were daddies along the wall in back, For everyone to meet. Children squirming impatiently, Anxious in their seats One by one the teacher called A student from the class. To introduce their daddy, As seconds slowly passed. At last the teacher called her name, Every child turned to stare. Each of them was searching,

Daddy's Poem
This is quite possibly the best poem I have ever read. Her hair was up in a pony tail, her favorite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go. But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees; a dad who never calls. There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet. Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats One by one the teacher called a student from the class. To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed. At last the teacher called her name, every child

Daddy's Little Girl
Daddy's Little Girl You're the end of the rainbow, my pot of gold, You're daddy's little girl to have and hold. A precious gem is what you are, You're mommy's bright and shining star. You're the spirit of Christmas, my star on the tree, You're the Easter bunny to mommy and me. You're sugar you're spice, you're everything nice, And you're daddy's little girl. You're the end of the rainbow, my pot of gold, You're daddy's little girl to have and hold. A precious gem is what you are, You're mommy's bright and shining star. You're the treasure I cherish so sparkling and bright, You were touched by the holy and beautiful light. Like angels that sing a heavenly thing, And you're daddy's little girl. You're the treasure I cherish so sparkling and bright, You were touched by the holy and beautiful light. Like angels that sing a heavenly thing, And you're daddy's little girl.

Daddy, I Love You
Daddy, I Love You Daddy, I love you For all that you do. I'll kiss you and hug you 'Cause you love me, too. You feed me and need me To teach you to play. So smile 'cause I love you On this Father's Day.

Daddy
I wrote this poem in dedication to my daddy!!! Daddy's heart cold as night yet as warm as day, but loving is his heart in each and every way. Daddy's eyes blue as steel yet soft as river water, eyes that made you look away in fear unless you were his little daughter. Daddy always looked after me even when I was wrong, his hands so rough and rugged but gentle and always strong. His life was oh so hard and his soul so worth and tithered, but daddy always tried to do what was right even when his faith was withered. Daddy always cared when no one else could, gave all he ever had like he always said he would. Daddy made me feel so special in each and every way, daddy made me believe again when from faith I'd stray. Daddy always loved me at me worst and at my best, he always gave of himself completely and for my daddy I am blessed. © 2007

****daddys Poem***
****DADDYS POEM*** this hit hard today-i needed this Body: Body: Body: Don't read without tissues because it will make you cry if you have a heart.. Her hair was up in a pony tail, her favorite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go. But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees; a dad who never calls. There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet. Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats One by one the teacher called a student from the class. T

Daddy It Hurts
Daddy It Hurts! This Is a true story and If you don't pass this on you don't have a soul!!! My name is Chris I am three, My eyes are swollen I cannot see, I must be stupid I must be bad, What else could have made My daddy so mad? I wish I were better I wish I weren't ugly, Then maybe my mommy Would still want to hug me. I cant do a wrong I cant speak at all Or else I'm locked up All day long. When I'm awake I'm all alone The house is dark My folks aren't home When my mommy does come home I'll try and be nice, So maybe ill just get One whipping tonight. I just heard a car My daddy is back From Charil's bar I hear him curse My name is called I press myself Against the wall I try to hide From his evil eyes I'm so afraid now I'm starting to cry He finds me weeping Calls me ugly words, He says its my fault He suffers at work He slaps and hits me And yells at me more

Daddy
i tried to sleep tonight i truly did... but every time i closed my eyes i saw him... i smelled him.. at one point i almost touched hm.. and then i realized i had fallen asleep and had merely been dreaming. but it had seemed so real. so damn real. one yr ago tonight, at 5:03 a.m. my father lost his short battle with lung cancer.. funny it really doesn't seem like it's been a whole yr. at times it seems like yesterday, or maybe last week. it just doesn't seem possible that it's been a year since i've heard his voice or held his hand, or kissed his cheek.could it really be a year since i have heard his laughter or looked into his eyes? how can it be that he is gone? how is it that one minute you are talking to someone, fighting with someone, loving someone and then the next they are but ashes in the wind? how can it be possible to miss someone so much u feel like dying? the past yr has bought a lot of changes to the things i believe. i used to believe that when we die we go to a better

Daddy's Poem
Her hair was up in a pony tail, her favorite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go. But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates, of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees; a dad who never calls. There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet. Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats One by one the teacher called a student from the class. To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed. At last the teacher called her name, every child turned to stare. Each of them w

Daddy's Here
Her hair was up in a pony tail, her favorite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go. But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates, of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees; a dad who never calls. There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet. Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats One by one the teacher called a student from the class. To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed. At last the teacher called her name, every child turned to stare. Each of them w

Daddy, How Was I Born?
A little boy goes to his father and asks "Daddy, how was I born?" The father answers, "Well, son, I guess one day you will need to find out anyway! Your Mom and I first got together in a chat room on Yahoo. Then I set up a date via e-mail with your Mom and we met at a cyber-cafe. We sneaked into a secluded room, where your mother agreed to a download from my hard drive. As soon as I was ready to upload, we discovered that neither one of us had used a firewall, and since it was too late to hit the delete button, nine ?months later a little Pop-Up appeared that said: Scroll down...You'll love this.... "You got Male!"

"♥daddy's Poem♥"
Don't read without tissues because it will make you cry if you have a heart.. Her hair was up in a pony tail, her favorite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go. But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees; a dad who never calls. There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet. Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats One by one the teacher called a student from the class. To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed. At las

Daddys Hands
I was 16 when my dad passed away, he had cancer and in the end it was everywhere in his body. Every cell every area head to toe dad was filled with tumors inside and outside. He died at home, my Mom was the first in our province to nurse a terminal cancer patient at home, she fought tooth and nail for that. Recently my mom found tucked in one of Dad's many book a letter addressed to me. Was an amazing gift after all these years!! Even if I did bawl like a child. I have decided to share it, I may be somewhat biased but I find such wisdom and strength in his words, and it left me with such awe to be reminded how he died with so much dignity. My Dad was a very religious man, and that is very evident in this letter, I am not looking for a debate on if he was right or wrong. Or opinions on if his faith was misguided, I simply felt moved to share this. Dear Helen... Well your Dad knows his time her on earth is very short, how long I do not know. It is like a string it can be any leng

Daddy's Hookers And Momma's Whores
Grrrrrrrrrrrrrr..... I've been pretty much in a fucked-off mood all evening... It all started with a bit of sarcastic humor, which escalated to sarcastic silly strange wit. To the fuckers that have pissed me off or made me tick tonight, ya'll are daddy's hookers and momma's whores. To everyone else, love me or hate me.... who gives a rat's ass.

Daddy It Hurts
My name is Chris! I am three, My eyes are swollen I cannot see, I must be stupid I must be bad, What else could have made My daddy so mad? I wish I were better I wish I weren't ugly, Then maybe my mommy Would still want to hug me. I cant do a wrong I cant speak at all Or else im locked up All day long. When im awake im all alone The house is dark My folks arent home When my mommy does come home I'll try and be nice, So maybe ill just get One whipping tonight. I just heard a car My daddy is back From Chariles bar I hear him curse My name is called I press myself Against the wall I try to hide From his evil eyes Im so afraid now I'm starting to cry He finds me weeping Calls me ugly words, He says its my fault He suffers at work He slaps and hits me And yells at me more, I finally get free And run to the door Hes already locked it And I start to bawl, He take

Daddy Dom Dirty Little Girl (inprogress)
walked in and saw Carley sitting there with those big doe eyes, collar on, leash in hand. I stopped in my tracks,As always mesmerized by her beauty. She stood and crossed the room. I snapped out of my trance took the leash from her tiny hand "have you been good today?",I asked. Knowing the answer seeing the slight glistening of her fingers as she handed me her leash. "No daddy" ,Carley whispered ,in that angelic voice. "I was thinking about your big hard cock and ....well ..... I " "Get on your knees." I said sternly. She looked me right in the eye. I saw the flush of her cheek rising,trying hard not to show her pleasure at what she knew was coming. "Undress me now." I said. She reached down untied my shoes and took them off. I reached down between her legs and put the leash through and pulled it up behind her back. I heard her breath catch as the soft nylon slid across her, already ,swollen clit. As my baby girl reached up to unbutton my pants and let them fa

11-05 Daddy Update
So he has almost completed half of his radiation treatments and they seem to be working pretty well as his pain is decreasing. Wednesday he begins chemo. He will take a treatment every 3 weeks. So we will see how that goes...Hopefully with prayers and the doctor's knowledge combined his cancer will be cured. Thanks all of you who have been here for me so far...Love ya all

Daddy Pick Me Up! And Other Lucky Strikes
I can probably count on both hands the number of times I've gone bowling in my life. Little did I know that when I first met Martha face-to-face here in Minot six years ago that bowling was a minor obsession with her and her family! Still love her, though . . . this weekend, North Hill Bowl was celebrating its fiftieth anniversary and from twelve to five on the weekend you could bowl a game for just fifty cents. So Sunday afternoon after attending the turkey dinner at Bread of Life Lutheran Church having just come from Bethany Lutheran where I taught Sunday School for our sixth graders, Martha and I brought our kids over to her sister Margaret to watch while we brought our nephew Patrick, our niece Breanna, and her friend Samantha to the alley and paid for us to bowl two games. Everybody with me was on a bowling league, but the first game was the best I've ever had because I don't think I've ever bowled a STRIKE in my life; I bowled two in a row and scored 108! The second game, no

Daddy
I could see him lurking in the trees. I tried to warn my father, we tried to close the windows. But he was upon us, and my father was enamored by his charm, his basketball trophies. I ran upstairs to warn my mother, but he was right behind me. I tried to hide under the bed, while he raped her. He knew I was there. He pulled me out and I wanted it. His charm, his basketball trophies, his huge cock.

Daddy's Pride And Joy!
Daddy's Pride and Joy! Dude how the fuck can you do this Rape your daughter then seal it with a kiss You dumb sick bastard it's your daughter She's not your fucking peice to destroy and barter Go get a hooker, or better yet fuck your wife! Leave your kids alone because your cock is now a knife It's bad enough that your fucked up Look around your suppose to be the grownup! Beautiful darling child on the outside we see In your dungeon, a child on her knees Giving you sexual pleasures cause your king of your roost Thrusting your poison, sickness you boost One day the truth will finally be Revenge she will seek, hopefully court you will see When they lock you up, that still won't be fair The child you killed, with shameless colored hair!

Daddy, It Hurts
My name is Chris. I am three. My eyes are swollen. I cannot see. I must be stupid, I must be bad. What else could have made My daddy so mad? I wish I were better, I wish I weren't ugly, Then maybe my mommy Would still want to hug me. I cant do a wrong. I cant speak at all, Or else i'm locked up All day long. When I'm awake, I'm all alone. The house is dark, My folks aren't home. When my mommy does come home I'll try and be nice, So maybe I'll just get One whipping tonight. I just heard a car. My daddy is back From Charlies bar. I hear him curse, My name is called. I press myself Against the wall. I try to hide From his evil eyes. I'm so afraid now, I'm starting to cry. He finds me weeping, Calls me ugly words. He says its my fault, He suffers at work. He slaps and hits me, And yells at me more, I finally get free, And run to the door. He's already locked it,

Daddy's Poem
Her hair was up in a pony tail, her favorite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go. But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees; a dad who never calls. There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet. Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats. One by one the teacher called a student from the class. To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed. At last the teacher called her name, every child turned to stare. Each of them was searching, for a man who wasn't there.

Daddy Please
DADDY, PLEASE... Safire tears Roll down my cheeks. I'm falling apart... Please wake me up from this dream. I need you right now. I'm falling apart... I'll find you somehow. Just tell me where you are. I'm calling out to you. Wwhat's wrong? Can't you hear me? I'm screaming your name. Daddy, please just come with me. I'll never let go, Just grab my hand tight. Please just listen... Everything will be alright. Daddy, what are you doing? Don't walk away. Please come back. I need you to stay. You don't need that floating halo anymore, Return it back to God. Just put that blue had Back on that you wore. Now, just walk down these stairs with me, The one's with gold rails. They'll lead us home, Where you can stay with me. Safire tears Still rolling down my cheeks. None of this seems real. Please wake me up from this dream. Daddy, I need you. I'm falling apart. Just stay with me. No, Daddy...no...

Daddy Dom?
I did not write this. This was written by a lady named "Kendra" This shit says a lot "to" and "about" me.... about Daddy Doms...I mentioned the term Daddy Dom in a chat room the other day and was greeted by a resounding Yuk! It got me thinking about the misconceptions surrounding this aspect of D/s. I realize most think that it involves a father/daughter relationship. That isn't quite true, Daddy/little girl is a much different level. I do not know if I can explain what I mean so I will simply talk about what a Daddy Dom is to me. First I should say that in my relationship my Dom is not my father, he is nothing like my father, and I have no need for him to replace my father. He is however my Daddy. We do not engage in age play specifically ( beyond the occasional school girl fantasy *s*) and our relationship is not based on any need to have sex with children. I am always all woman, and always a very independent woman. He does have the ability to make me feel like a little girl, howe

Daddy? Pah-leeeez!
So.. I was looking through some profiles today. I've noticed that alot of girls call hot guys 'daddy'. Why? Is it some fantasy they have? Why the fuck would you want to hear the words, "Come to your daddy." or "Who's your daddy?" During sex? That's fucking warped, man. I don't know why girls like it.. but it's so stupid. Just like a guy callin' his chik 'mumma'. "Come to your mumma baby boy." then have sex.. wtf? I seriously don't get it. If someone can let me know why people love referring to sexy people as thier parents, then please.. enlighten me..

Daddy's Gurl
Show some Love for Daddy's Gurl! She's been at this one contest far too long.. the Original contest holder quit FUBAR and she's had to almost start from scratch! Please, just stop by the pic, drop a rate and a hundred comments if you can spare them!!! Daddy's Gurl helps out all those that needed it (as do I!) and you know she can do nothing but return the love!!! Daddy's Gurl needs 15,974 comments to win a 3-month VIP!!

Daddy Can You See Me
Daddy can you see me, Daddy can you hear me now, Daddy i wanted to make you proud, you were my hero. Daddy why did you have to go away. I played my first game today, Daddy i made a home run, Daddy you would have been so proud of me daddy. Daddy can you see me. Daddy i made a new friend today, you would have liked him. Daddy can you hear me, i called for you today, because i miss you. Daddy can you see me, mommy cries every night cause she misses you to. Daddy can you see me, can you hear me. I prayed for you daddy, cause i wanted you to come home. Daddy can you see me. I wanted to make you proud, I made a touch down today daddy, wished you were here to see it, they were so proud of me. Daddy i love you, why did you have to go away and leave me and mommy here. Mommy loves you to, so why then cant you come home, daddy i dont understand. Daddy you can you see daddy can you hear me. I wanted you to always be here for us, but now you have gone away, and i miss

Daddys Poem
Daddy's Poem Daddy's Poem Her hair was up in a pony tail, Her favorite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy's Day at school, And she couldn't wait to go. But her mommy tried to tell her, That she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand, If she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; She knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates Of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, For her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, She tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school Eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees A dad who never calls. There were daddies along the wall in back, For everyone to meet. Children squirming impatiently, Anxious in their seats One by one the teacher called A student from the class. To introduce their daddy, As seconds slowly passed. At last the teacher called her name, Every child turned to stare. Each of them was

Daddy's Little Girl
I remember the days you use to call me "daddy's little girl" those days are over now you can't get them back no matter what i did bad or good i was always "daddy's little girl" i'm not little anymore and you're not around so no longer am i "daddy's little girl" those days have come and gone just like you, you came and went no longer are we related you said it yourself that 18th year so no longer do i hear the phrase that sounded so great i feel no love i only feel hate all because of the one phrase that you used so much "daddy's little girl" i have grown now as you can see i went through life 11 years without you no longer am i "daddy's little girl" yes that's right no longer "daddy's little girl"

Daddy Was An Asshole!!!
Lee's First Ever Meeting With Our Daughter Went Something Like This:::::: He showed up at his FIRST ever visit with her today drunk and scared the fuck out of her. Shes almost 7 and has never met him by his choice. We finally all agreed--me and her parents--that we trusted he was ok enough to meet her and all that--something we have worked towards for almost 4 years now and he fucks it up. He kept trying to hug and hold her and kept calling her Alexis-which was her name when she was born but now her middle name--when her name now is Emily and picks her up and starts walking through the starbucks with her--they thought he was going to kidnap her--her dad-retired airforce-basically had to tackle him to get her out of his arms and of course the police were called.Now Emily is upset and scared to believe anything that comes out of my mouth cuz I told her that she could trust her birthfather and that he would never do anything to hurt her which is why he has stayed away till now because

Daddy's Poem
Daddy's Poem Her hair was up in a pony tail, her favorite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go. But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees a dad who never calls. There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet. Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats One by one the teacher called a student from the class. To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed.

Daddy's Little Girl/heavenly Tears
Daddy's Little Girl/Heavenly Tears A Woman's Sorrow/A Little Girls Loss/Heavenly Tears I am the Father that saves every tear that you cry, you mean that much to Me! As I look through this huge window out into the meadow and the forest of the East Texas Landscape I have so much to be thankful for. Yet the tears are falling somewhere out there. Somewhere out there a little girl is crying, that has never really found the love that only a loving father can give. Somewhere out there a young girl is crying, that has never really found the love that only a loving father can give. Somewhere out there a girl in her teens is crying, that has never really found the love that only a loving father can give. Somewhere out there a young woman is crying, that has never really found the love that only a loving father can give. Somewhere out there a lonely woman is crying, that has never really found the love that only a loving father can give. Somewhere out there an older woman is cr

Daddy's Poem
Her hair was up in a pony tail, her favorite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go. But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees a dad who never calls. There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet. Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats One by one the teacher called a student from the class. To introduce their daddy, as seconds slow ly passed. At last the teacher called her name, every child turned to stare. Each of them was searching, a man who wasn't there.

2-daddyday
Her hair was up in a pony tail, her favorite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go. But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees; a dad who never calls. There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet. Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats One by one the teacher called a student from the class. To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed. At last the teacher called her name, every child turned to stare. Each of them was searching, for a man who wasn't there. "Where's her da

Daddy's Gonna Eat Ur Fingers
DADDY'S GONNA EAT YOUR FINGERS I was packing for my business trip and my three year old daughter was having a wonderful time playing on the bed. At one point she said,"Daddy, look at this" , and stuck out two of her fingers.. Trying to keep her entertained, I reached out and stuck her tiny fingers in my mouth and said, "Daddy's gonna eat your fingers," pretending to eat them. I went back to packing, looked up again and my daughter was standing on the bed staring at her fingers with a devastated look on her face. I said, "What's wrong, honey?" She replied, "What happened to my booger?"

Daddy Dom
I have been asked several times what a Daddy Dom really is and how that differs for any other Dominate. First, I want E/everyone to know, it has NOTHING to do with incest, and it isn’t age play or any fetish for or with children . Daddy Dom : I can only say what it means to me, others may have a different impression and there are several web pages that define it in different ways. Just do a search on Yahoo there’s plenty. In my view a Daddy Dom is the most tender of all Dominants. He loves His little one with an undying passion. He always has his submissive’s best interest in mind, even when it conflicts with his personal desires. That doesn’t mean that he gives into her every whim. There can be a huge difference in her desires and her real needs. He has to be able to make that sacrifice for her if needed. And yes, at times he does punish her. This usually hurts him just as much if not more than her, but he will always do what’s best for her. He helps her set and reach her

Daddy And Me
Daddy and me When the whistle blows, Everyone comes to see What the fuss is all about, Twas no different with me. With me riding shotgun, Daddy would drive fast To climb up in the fire truck And put on the breathing mask. When I saw the truck leave, I'd get out of the car, Walk up to the firehouse, And hope Daddy wouldn't go far. I'd drop down to my knees, Pray that he'd be safe, That God would bring him back, And Daddy have no grave. Once I was of age, I would ride with Daddy. Sometimes we'd make a truck together, That always made me happy. Serving with my father, Makes me as proud as can be, He doesn't have to say it, I know he's proud of me.

Daddy
© By Brandi D. Bird My dearest daddy 'I love you', I think of you each day. I feel your arms around me, that's how I get through my days. Your looking down upon me, to guide me on my way, but its very hard without you, each and every day. People always tell me, the grieving will subside. But how can it get better, without you by my side. No matter how hard they try, to help me with this pain, I am all consumed by thinking, It will never be the same. I know one day we'll meet, in the Heavens up above. It's the one thing that helps me, to never forget your love. My dearest Daddy, I love you, Your with me every day. I will keep this love within me, until that beautiful day...

Daddy's Rules For Dating
Your dad's rules for your boyfriend (or for you if you're a guy) : Rule One: If you pull into my driveway and honk you'd better be delivering a package, because you're sure not picking anything up. Rule Two: You do not touch my daughter in front of me. You may glance at her, so long as you do not peer at anything below her neck. If you cannot keep your eyes or hands off of my daughter's body, I will remove them.. Rule Three: I am aware that it is considered fashionable for boys of your age to wear their trousers so loosely that they appear to be falling off their hips. Please don't take this as an insult, but you and all of your friends are complete idiots. Still, I want to be fair and open minded about this issue, so I propose this compromise: You may come to the door with your underwear showing and your pants ten sizes too big, and I will not object. However, in order to ensure that your clothes do not, in fact come off during the course of your date w

Dadds
Her hair was up in a pony tail, her favorite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go. But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees; a dad who never calls. There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet. Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats One by one the teacher called a student from the class. To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed. At last the teacher called her name, every child turned to stare. Each of them was searching,

Daddy's Love
Her hair was up in a ponytail Her favorite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy's Day at school, And she couldn't wait to go. But her mommy tried to tell her, That she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand, If she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; She knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates Of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, For her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, She tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school, Eager to tell them all. About a dad she never see A dad who never calls. There were daddies along the wall in back, For everyone to meet. Children squirming impatiently, Anxious in their seats. One by one the teacher called, A student from the class. To introduce their daddy, As seconds slowly passed. At last the teacher called her name, Every child turned to stare. Each of them was searching, For a man who wasn't there. "Wh

A Daddy's Love
i feel the love within me,and it is all just for you. watching you coming out,i held my breath for you. when you cried for the first time, i cried along with you. ten fingers, ten toes, my heart belongs to you. they wipe you clean and put you in mommies arms. you were so happy and content will all the love and charm. and i held you for the first time, and i was as proud as i could be. cause there is no one in this world who will love you more than me. i lie you down in my arms and rocked you until you fell asleep. i know right now from this point on,your love i'll always keep. rest your head my dear tomorrow is anew. goodnight my darling daughter ,daddy loves you.

Daddy's Empty Chair
A man's daughter had asked the local minister To come and pray with her father. When the minister arrived, He found the man lying in bed with his head Propped up on two pillows. An empty chair sat beside his bed. The minister assumed that the old fellow Had been informed of his visit. "I guess you were expecting me, he said. 'No, who are you?" said the father. The minister told him his name and then remarked, "I saw the empty chair and I figured you knew I was going to show up." "Oh yeah, the chair," said the bedridden man. "Would you mind closing the door?" Puzzled, the minister shut the door. "I have never told anyone this, Not even my daughter," said the man. "But all of my life I have never Known how to pray. At church I used to hear the pastor talk about prayer, but it went right over my head." I abandoned any attempt at prayer," The old man continued, " Until one day four years ago, my best friend said to me, "Johnny, prayer is

Daddy's Rules For Dating
Daddy's Rules for Dating Rule One: If you pull into my driveway and honk you'd better be delivering a package, because you're sure not picking anything up. Rule Two: You do not touch my daughter in front of me. You may glance at her, so long as you do not peer at anything below her neck. If you cannot keep your eyes or hands off of my daughter's body, I will remove them.. Rule Three: I am aware that it is considered fashionable for boys of your age to wear their trousers so loosely that they appear to be falling off their hips. Please don't take this as an insult, but you and all of your friends are complete idiots. Still, I want to be fair and open minded about this issue, so I propose this compromise: You may come to the door with your underwear showing and your pants ten sizes too big, and I will not object. However, in order to ensure that your clothes do not, in fact come off during the course of your date with my daughter, I will take my electric nail gun and fasten y

Daddy's Rules
Daddy's Rules for Dating Rule One: If you pull into my driveway and honk you'd better be delivering a package, because you're sure not picking anything up. Rule Two: You do not touch my daughter in front of me. You may glance at her, so long as you do not peer at anything below her neck. If you cannot keep your eyes or hands off of my daughter's body, I will remove them.. Rule Three: I am aware that it is considered fashionable for boys of your age to wear their trousers so loosely that they appear to be falling off their hips. Please don't take this as an insult, but you and all of your friends are complete idiots. Still, I want to be fair and open minded about this issue, so I propose this compromise: You may come to the door with your underwear showing and your pants ten sizes too big, and I will not object. However, in order to ensure that your clothes do not, in fact come off during the course of your date with my daughter, I will take my electric nail gun and fasten y

Daddy It Hurts
Body: daddy it hurts!!!!!!!! :( this is SOOOOOO SAD im not kidden! Body: IF YOU HAVE KIDS YOU WILL BE AFFECTED BY THIS STORY . IF NOT YOU SHOULD BE ASHAMED OF YOURSELF. THiS iS A TRUE STORY AND iF YOU DONT PASS THiS ON YOU DONT HAVE A SOUL!!! PEOPLE THAT DO THESE KINDS OF THINGS TO THERE KIDS SHOULD BE SHOT AND TORCHERED SO THEY CAN SEE HOW IT FEELS. My name is Chris I am three, My eyes are swollen I cannot see, I must be stupid I must be bad, What else could have made My daddy so mad? I wish I were better I wish I weren't ugly, Then maybe my mommy Would still want to hug me. I cant do a wrong I cant speak at all Or else im locked up All day long. When im awake im all alone The house is dark My folks arent home When my mommy does come home I'll try and be nice, So maybe ill just get One whipping tonight. I just heard a ca

Daddy's Rules For Dating
Got this in an email from a friend and just couldn't resist........ Daddy's Rules for Dating Rule One: If you pull into my driveway and honk you'd better be delivering a package, because you're sure not picking anything up. Rule Two: You do not touch my daughter in front of me. You may glance at her, so long as you do not peer at anything below her neck. If you cannot keep your eyes or hands off of my daughter's body, I will remove them.. Rule Three: I am aware that it is considered fashionable for boys of your age to wear their trousers so loosely that they appear to be falling off their hips. Please don't take this as an insult, but you and all of your friends are complete idiots. Still, I want to be fair and open minded about this issue, so I propose this compromise: You may come to the door with your underwear showing and your pants ten sizes too big, and I will not object. However, in order to ensure that your clothes do not, in fact come off during the course of yo

Daddy Dearest
One Crimson drop of blood Followed by another. Two tears slide slowly Down my face. My mouth trembles As I take shallow breaths. Regret Remorse Disgust Dirty All these, I feel in a hint of a second. My life flashes before my eyes. My mother, my wonderful, beautiful, unknowing, loving Mother. My father, my strong, caring, worshiping father. But then He was too strong, Too caring. His shadow sneaking into my room at night, A thief in the dark, Stealing my innocence. His hands all over my body, Two five fingered monsters slithering everywhere. He says he loves me, It’s just our secret. No one will know; no one will care. I care, I know. I keep my silence, I take the abuse, I plan my last defiance. A day alone, Quiet, Peaceful, Perfect. My body on the floor, My wrists slit, My eyes lifeless. I love you daddy, For what you used to be, For what you were. My last de

Daddys Poem
Her hair was up in a pony tail, her favorite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go. But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees a dad who never calls. There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats One by one the teacher called a student from the class. To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed. At last the teacher called her name, every child turned to stare. Each of them was searching, a m

Daddy Doms
Daddy Doms Daddy/little girl does not refer to the ages, real or pretend, of the participants. Nor does it imply closet desires. In my relationship my Dom is not my father, he is nothing like my father, and I have no need for him to replace my father. He is however my Daddy. We do not engage in age play specifically ( beyond the occasional school girl fantasy *s*) and our relationship is not based on any need to have sex with children. I am always all woman, and always a very independent woman. He does have the ability to make me feel like a little girl, however, a very cherished and sometimes needy little girl. It is a feeling that I revel in, it is the safest place I have ever been, and it allows me the freedom to be all that I am without fear of reprisals. Daddy Dom is a feeling, an environment that two people have created. A Daddy Dom is so named because of the qualities he possesses and the service he provides. So, what are these qualities? What is a Daddy Dom? A Daddy

Daddy's Boots
Daddy left his boots for me And here I have to stay. My daddy is a soldier, I'm in charge while he's away. In Daddy's boots I can pretend that now I am the man Who does the things that Daddy does As only Daddy can. I help with little brother, I help with folding clothes, I help to set the table, And I hope Daddy knows That every day I wear his boots So I'll feel close to him And I try to keep Mom happy Till he comes home again. I know that he's protecting us, That's what soldiers do, But his boots are way too big for me And my job, being him, is too. Mom, when is Daddy coming home? I miss him all the time. She said Daddy would be proud of me And his boots ... fit me just fine. Author Unknown

Daddy Stop It Hurts
DADDY STOP IT HURTS My name is Chris I am three, My eyes are swollen I cannot see, I must be stupid I must be bad, What else could have made My daddy so mad? I wish I were better I wish I weren't ugly, Then maybe my mommy Would still want to hug me. I cant do a wrong I cant speak at all Or else im locked up All day long. When im awake im all alone The house is dark My folks aren't home When my mommy does come home I'll try and be nice, So maybe ill just get One whipping tonight. I just heard a car My daddy is back From Charlies bar I hear him curse My name is called I press myself Against the wall I try to hide From his evil eyes Im so afraid now I'm starting to cry He finds me weeping Calls me ugly words, He says its my fault He suffers at work He slaps and hits me And yells at me more, I finally get free And run to the door Hes already locked it And I start to bawl, He takes me and throws me A

Daddylonglegs
A father watched his daughter playing in the garden. He smiled as he reflected on just how sweet an innocent his little girl was. Suddenly, she just stopped and stared at the ground. He went over to her and noticed she was looking at to spiders mating. "Daddy, what are those two spiders doing?" "They're mating," her father replied. "What do you call the spider on top, Daddy?" she asked. "That's a daddy-long-legs," her father answered. So, the other is a Mommy-long-legs?" the little girl asked. "No," her father replied. "Both of them are daddy-long-legs." The little girl thought for a moment, then took her foot and stomped them flat.... "Well, we're not having THAT sort of shit in our garden." :D hope this tickled you some.

Daddy It Hurt!
My name is Chris I am three, My eyes are swollen I cannot see, I must be stupid I must be bad, What else could have made My daddy so mad? I wish I were better I wish I weren't ugly, Then maybe my mommy Would still want to hug me. I can't do a wrong I can't speak at all Or else I'm locked up All day long. When I'm awake, I'm all alone The house is dark My folks aren't home When my mommy does come home I'll try and be nice, So maybe I'll just get One whipping tonight. I just heard a car My daddy is back From Charlie's bar I hear him curse My name is called I press myself Against the wall I try to hide From his evil eyes I'm so afraid now I'm starting to cry He finds me weeping Calls me ugly words, He says it's my fault He suffers at work He slaps and hits me And yells at me more, I finally get free And run to the door He's already locked it And I start to bawl,

A Daddy Dom
A Daddy Dominant And Lil Baby Girl Type Relationships Are A Erotic Sexual Roleplaying Of BDsM, In Which A sub Is Allowed To Express you "lil girl Or Child Like" Side. The "lil girl" Is submissive, Often With A Masochism Side And Belongs To you "Daddy", Just As In A BDsM Total Power Exchange Relationship. This Has Nothing To Do With Pedophilia or Incest, Nor Does It Imply Any "Secret Closet Desires To Have A Relationship With Your Father Or Any Family Member". Heck No, My Daddy Dominant Is Not My "Real Father", And I Have No Desire For Him To Replace My Father. But When I Am In His Presence, He Does Have The Ability To Make Me Feel Like I Am a "lil girl", And It's A Feeling Of Safeness, Security And Love That I Need And Desire In A Relationship. He Makes Me Feel all Glowy...lolz.... He Is Called A "Daddy" Because Of His Ability In The Role Of The "Daddy Dominant", Becomming The Teacher, The Mentor, The Physician, The Protector And The Punisher. He Takes On The Role Of The Male Aut

Daddy Died Today
I should be packing my bags for that long drive home... But here I sit on Fubar....writing a blog... Crying tears..of sadness? Joy? relief?....pain? Can I put away the mistress of darkness for good...........or does she continue to reside in me although he is gone for good..... I feel devastated and yet overjoyed is this wrong.... Some day I shall continue this blog....continue the story of the man who is gone ..... Whose life became a rags to riches story.....a story of selfishness to giver............. A man I truly loved A man I will miss....crys....... My heart breaks ....I may be gone awhile but will check in when I can my friends....

Daddy
WELL TODAY WOULD HAVE BEEN MY DADS 71ST BIRTHDAY.WE LOST HIM THREE YEARS AGO COME JUNE.WE MISS YOU SO MUCH AND WILL REJOIN YOU WHEN ITS OUR TIME TO DO SO.WE KNOW THAT YOU WILL BE THERE TO OPEN THE DOOR FOR EACH ONE OF US WHEN WE COME HOME AGAIN. "HAPPY BIRTHDAY DADDY"

Daddy Dominance
Daddy Dominance I have decided to use this particular essay to discuss the distinct attributes and aspects of the daddy dominant, as a special request from various list members and because I am actually partial to this specific type of dominant in some respects. Previously, I had written an article on this topic months ago, but I seem to have lost it in the archiving process. I have decided to rewrite this essay. The first thing I want to do, is dispel any notions or misconceptions about the relationship between daddy dominants and their little-girl subs. It has nothing to do with incest, age play, or any closeted desires or fetish for, or with children. Nor is it about a father-daughter relations, in fact, there is nothing about this type of relationship that resembles anything about their father for the little-girl subs, whatsoever. In this dominants opinion, a daddy dominant is the most tender of all dominants. He loves and adores his little-girl submissive with a true, e

Daddys Little Girl
[Verse 1:] He drops his suitcase by the door She knows her daddy won't be back anymore She drags her feet across the floor Tryin to hold back time to keep him holding on And she says [Pre Chorus:] Daddy Daddy don't leave I'll do anything to keep you Right here with me Can't you see how much I need you Daddy Daddy don't leave Mommy is saying things she don't mean She don't know what she's talking about Somebody hear me out [Chorus:] Father listen Tell him that he's got a home and he don't have to go Father save him I would do anything in return I'll clean my room Try hard in school I'll be good I promise you Father, Father I pray to you [Verse 2:] Now she hasn't slept in weeks She don't wanna close her eyes cause she's scared that he'll leave They've tried just about everything but It's getting harder now For him to breathe than she says [Pre Chorus:] Daddy Daddy don't leave

Daddy's Little Girl
SINCE YOU'VE BEEN GONE NOTHING HAS BEEN RIGHT EVERYTHING SEEMS TO GO WRONG I NEED YOU IN MY LIFE PLEASE GIVE ME GUIDANCE FROM THE HEAVENS ABOVE PLEASE HELP DADDY, TEACH ME TO LOVE AND TO LIVE MY LIFE ONCE AGAIN THE WAY THAT I SHOULD PLEASE TEACH ME THE WAY ONLY A DADDY COULD I wrote this poem for my father who after a brief yet very painful battle with metastatic adenocarcenoma, lost his fight with this horrible illness on June 8, 2007. My daddy fought very hard to overcome this illness. He suffered through so much, but in doing so taught me to never give up, and to keep my faith, bust most importantly taught me not to take anyone I love for granted. My daddy has gone to be with Jesus now. He can watch over me from above. I know he is no longer suffering, and that makes me feel better, but not as good as it would to have him here healthy and happy. Daddy you are still alive in my heart and you always will be. Thank you for being such a wonderful giving father the 32

Daddy's Girl
How my heart crumbles When I think Of the love You have For another How I long To know that Special bond To know The feeling of being Daddy’s Girl The tears Fall oh so Many times When I realize I will never have That special place In your heart I will never Be your Daddy’s girl by: Kat 6-3-08

Daddy's Little Disappointment
Breathe in as the blade begins to move so easy through the flesh. If I took my life today would they notice. The ones who claim to know her best. Or will my soul, my life be forgotten as if I never existed at all. Am I alive or am I just breathing? As the blade strike the bloody flesh, the eyes so cold staring back at me. Yet I have no idea who that is and why is she there and so sad? As I begin to ponder I realize that girl with those eyes so cold is supposed to be daddy's little girl. Yet she only daddy's little disappointment. Her mother too weak to care and too scared of if she stand up to him her life would end. And for the sirl sharing back at me confused on life and drag of the blade one more time. To end her life. All she ever wanted was to be love but too fucked up to know she could have had it all along. Only if she would have forgave herself.

Daddy's Hand
Daddy, Take my hand in yours and you will plainly see, How very much I need you now to love and care for me. As my little hand grows, I will need you even more, Everything I do in life, I have never done before. Teach me to be kind and loving, sharing and forgiving, Show me through your acts of love the pure joy of living. The years will pass by quickly and one day I will be grown, I will pass what you have taught me onto children of my own. Hold me always in your thoughts and remember when we are apart, The special love between a child and a daddy's heart. This is for My Dad, the man that raised me and loved me no matter what I did or got into. I miss him everyday but I still have many memories of him that can never taken away. He has my heart and lives in my soul all the time. Love You Dad may you rest in peace (11/19/43-2/3/01)

Daddy Dont Hurt Me
this iS A TRUE STORY AND iF YOU DONT PASS THiS ON YOU DONT HAVE A SOUL!!! My name is Chris I am three, My eyes are swollen I cannot see, I must be stupid I must be bad, What else could have made My daddy so mad? I wish I were better I wish I weren't ugly, Then maybe my mommy Would still want to hug me. I cant do a wrong I cant speak at all Or else im locked up All day long. When im awake im all alone The house is dark My folks aren't home When my mommy does come home I'll try and be nice, So maybe ill just get One whipping tonight. I just heard a car My daddy is back From Charlies bar I hear him curse My name is called I press myself Against the wall I try to hide From his evil eyes Im so afraid now I'm starting to cry He finds me weeping C

Daddy
When you hit a woman? Does make you feel better? When you hit a child? Does it make you feel better? When you go to the bar to get drunk and to be broke? Does it make you feel better? When you do your drugs? Does it make you feel better? When you verbally attack someone? Does it make you feel better? Does all this make you feel like a man? In my eyes all this makes you less of of man. It makes you a coward. You're an alcoholic, drug addict, Abusive sorry excuse for a man...... You're my daddy and I have to forgive you......Right? And love you uncoditionally......Right?

Daddy It Hurts! This Is A True Story!!
DADDY IT HURTS! THIS IS A TRUE STORY!! My name is Chris I am three My eyes are swollen I cannot see I must be stupid I must be bad What else could have made My daddy so mad? I wish I were better I wish I weren't ugly Then maybe my Mommy Would still want to hug me I can't do NO wrong I can't speak at all Or else I'm locked up All day long When I'm awake I'm all alone The house is dark My folks aren't home When my Mommy does come home I'll try and be nice So maybe I'll just get One whipping tonight I just heard a car My daddy is back From Charlie's bar I hear him curse My name is called I press myself Against the wall I try to hide From his evil eyes I'm so afraid now I'm starting to cry He finds me weeping Calls me ugly words He says its my fault He suffers at work He slaps and hits me And yells at me more I finally get free And run to the door He has already locked it And I start to bawl He takes me and throws me Against the hard wall I f

Daddy I Wish You Would Be Here....
Daddy I Wish You Would Be Here.... It's Now been 3 years from the time you have lifted us sranding here. My I wish on a shooting star that you may come back to us soon. As we all think of you daily knowing you are watching us from over above us all. Wishing you were here with us still every day that you watch over us all. Knowing your Home is always waiting for you to come home too.

Daddy Rip 7/10/08
I never expected this day to happen, let alone so soon and all at once like it did. U had so many close calls before and always pulled thru, Not this time. When I was thinkin of you I remembered one thing, I don't have a picture of me and you, because we never ever took one, I haven't seen you in 24 years and will regret this till it's time for me to go too. I didn't say I Love you much either Dad but I always did. even though I never lived with you and you had another family I loved you even when I thought I hated you I Loved you, even when another man tried to take your place It was you my Dad that I Loved. I know now that you did the best that you could, and we both had regrets. But I will NEVER regret having you in whatever small fashion in my life. I love you and will forever miss you. Love your Son, Kenny

Daddy's Little Girl Fetish
So, I finally figured out that I have a Daddy's little girl fetish. I don't see anything wrong with it but I wonder if that is kind of strange to others. It's in no way dealing with pedophilia or some weird unresolved childhood issues. Maybe, it's because I still look like an 11yr old and have a baby face. heh, blah.. so that's all I have to say about that. Heres the wikipedia link..it explains it well. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Daddy's_girl_fetish

The Daddy Dom
I did not compose this but it is very accurate... so thank you to whoever did... A Daddy Dom is a male type dominant person who has a strong fathering urge, the counter part of the mother hen syndrome I would believe. However, in D/s, when the Daddy Dom takes a submissive, he treats her rather like a little girl. He guides, teaches and offers her what she needs most of all, unconditional love and acceptance. In my view, a Daddy Dom is the most tender of dominants. He loves his little girl with an unwavering and passionate love that is timeless. His little girl is his sunshine, the bright spot in his life. He wants nothing more than to pull her close and protect her from the cruel world, but knowing he cannot, he guides and teaches her, helping her to be ready for this world. Then, he waits, knowing she will run to him when she becomes overwhelmed and scared by the harshness of it all. The Daddy Dom always has hi

Daddys Poem
Daddy's Poem Her hair was up in a pony tail, her favorite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go. But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably sho uld stay home. Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees a dad who never calls. There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet. Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats One by one the teacher called a student from the class. To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed. At last the teacher called her name, every child turned to stare. Each of them was searching for, a ma

Daddy
You showed us the differance between right and wrong, because of you now we are strong. We miss you more with every passing day, even though we know you had to go away. You have tought us so many things and shown us how to fly on invisable wings. You did without so that we did not,in return our love and admeration you got. You told us that love was mans greatest tool, and if we worked hard and believed in our selfs then we would be noones fool. I will make you proud, this you will see, for I was blessed above all others..... ....I called you Daddy! for Kenneth Luther Morgan October 9, 1939 - January 21,2000

Daddy & Babygirl
*Note to readers, all characters are over the age of 18. Babygirl and Daddy are only nicknames that these two lovers have given one another* * Daddy was away on another business trip. Seemed like he had just gotten back from his last one when he was suddenly off again. It was okay though, she knew he loved her and he knew she loved him too. It just made their time together that much more special to both of them. Daddy had been gone for about a week now and he was due back home at any time. Babygirl had been waiting for him all day, her heart pounding wildly, anticipating that moment when he would walk through the door and her purpose would be served once more. When she stopped to think about it, her heart was pounding almost as wildly as her pussy was. Babygirl knew when Daddy got back from his trips he was always ready for his girl to take care of him, the way only she could. She was sitting on the couch waiting, her thoughts of him taking her mind into another world almost.

Daddy Gave Me 5 Bucks!
So got all my house work done, which really wasnt a lot since I got the just of it done yesturday.. and My oldest is asking me if he can go see his father whome lives not even 2 blocks away. I have no problem mind you with this, ever since all the shit happend back in May between William and I.. I have come to terms with him being able to see him cus I know that he misses him lots.. so once in a while for an hour isnt a bad call. Now my youngest Isaiah is asking to go with him.. this im not to sure about cause William denied him being his son for god knows how long.(keep in mind this fuckstick got someone else prego WHILE i was prego with saiah and had the nerve to call that out on me). Now Isaiah seen his father I think once in the passed4 months. which im rather happy about.. but hes cryin and really wants to venture up there with his older brother. So I called Williams mother, and asked if she had some time off today if she could take sai sai up to see his father for a s

Daddy Is Finally Laid To Rest.
Obituaries Charles Shelton Fullard, Jr. (August 26, 1953 - August 19, 2008) Guest Book | Sign Guest Book | Send Private Condolences Mr. Charles Shelton Fullard Jr. 54, died Tuesday after a brief illness. He was a native of Ware County and the son of the late Charles Shelton Fullard Sr. He was also preceded in death by a sister Teresa Hearlston, two brothers Joe and Floyd Fullard. Survivors included two daughters Missy Lee husband Jason, Christy Fullard husband Robin all of Waycross, two sons Randy Morgan wife Renee of Pierce County, Anthony Morgan Waycross, Grandchildren Sarah cox, Chelsea Fullard, Kalah Fullard, Kynsi Fullard, Eddie Lee, Dominic Lee, Elaney Lee, Ali Morgan, his mother Audrey Strickland Walker of Mershon, three sisters Sharon Thrift of Millwood, Linda Jones husband Tom of Hoboken, Brenda Fullard of Waycross, one brother Tony Fullard of AL., several nieces and nephews. A graveside service will be held 11:00 a.m. Saturday at Thomas Cemetery. The

Daddy Doms And Little Girls
Daddy/little girl does not refer to the ages, real or pretend, of the participants. Nor does it imply closet desires. In my relationship my Dom is not my father, he is nothing like my father, and I have no need for him to replace my father. He is however my Daddy. We do not engage in age play specifically ( beyond the occasional school girl fantasy *s*) and our relationship is not based on any need to have sex with children. I am always all woman, and always a very independent woman. He does have the ability to make me feel like a little girl, however, a very cherished and sometimes needy little girl. It is a feeling that I revel in, it is the safest place I have ever been, and it allows me the freedom to be all that I am without fear of reprisals. Daddy Dom is a feeling, an environment that two people have created. A Daddy Dom is so named because of the qualities he possesses and the service he provides. So, what are these qualities? What is a Daddy Dom? A Daddy Dom wants t

Daddy's Babydoll
The air was cool, as she slipped her dress from her slender shoulders. She looked towards the window and walked over, carefully shutting it then drawing the curtains. There was no need for her neighbors to see her private life, even though they barely know her and she barely knows them. She had recently moved into the area two months ago after leaving the security of her parent's home in order to accept her "dream job" in the neighboring state. She walks towards the closet and retrieves the latex corset, latex stockings, and stiletto heels. As previously instructed, she dons the submissive clothes that He had picked out for her just two days ago. She attaches the golden nipple clamps which are connected to one another with a chain to her already stiffened and engorged nipples. With a sharp hiss of air being rapidly drawn between tightly clenched teeth, she can feel the highly erotic stinging sensations growing increasingly present in her throbbing nipples. She briefly admires hersel

Daddy's Princess
At the age of eighteen You had took me in when i had no where else to go, You was like the dad i had never had. Over the past six years id drifted from place to place and when the job at the local store working at night came available i didn't think id get it but tried and to my surprise i did get it. Working the late shift was when we met, You came in for some groceries and we got chatting. You came in regularly from then on and i did not hesitate to say yes when You offered to take me out for a coffee. From the beginning i told You everything, my age and my upbringing, You were so easy to talk to and You asked where i lived. Blushing and lowering my eyes i told You of the room i had in a house that was full of drunks and junkies. You offered me the spare room in Your house rent free but i would be more like Your house keeper than a lodger and i had to promise to enrol back in school. You let me have time to think it over and although i wanted to jump at the offer straight away i l

Daddys New Toy
I stepped off the plane, treading carefully down the metal ramp in my five inch black pumps, and starting searching through the crowd of people. Somewhere in that ocean of faces He stood waiting for me. I tugged at the hem of my black nylon dress, a little self conscious in its short length , knowing I was bare bottomed underneath it. I scanned the airport waiting room. There were men of all shapes and sizes: tall handsome men, short balding ones, some that looked like fashion models straight from Paris. No big surprise; after all,this was Los Angeles California, the city of beautiful people. But I didn't see Him. The man I had traveled hours for, the man I had waited my entire life for. I was reaching into my bag for my cell phone when I felt a hand fly up between my legs from behind. A voice whispered through my hair: "Don't move lil'slutgirl, Daddy wants to inspect you." I felt His body press flat against my back as his fingers probed deeper inside me. Hundreds of people mi

Daddy
DADDY YOU MAY BE GONE BUT YOUR NOT FORGOTTEN.WE WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOU.YOU ARE MISSED SO MUCH.WE WILL ALL BE TOGETHER AGAIN ONE DAY. YOU WILL BE FOREVER IN OUR HEARTS!!! BORN: MAY 27TH 1937 TAKEN FROM US ON: JUNE 7TH 2005

Daddy Daddy
DADDY, DADDY A little boy goes to his father and asks, 'Daddy, how was I born? ' The father answers, 'Well, son, I guess one day you will need to find out anyway! Your Mom and I first got together in a chat room on Yahoo. Then I set up a date via e-mail with your Mom, and we met at a cyber-cafe. We sneaked into a secluded room, where your mother agreed to a download from my hard drive. As soon as I was ready to upload, we discovered that neither one of us had used a firewall, and since it was too late to hit the delete button, nine months later a little Pop-Up appeared that said: You Have A New Son

Daddy S Poem
Daddy's Poem Her hair was up in a pony tail, her favourite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go. But her mummy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees a dad who never calls. There were daddies along the back wall, for everyone to meet. Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats One by one the teacher called a student from the class. To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed. At last the teacher called her n

Daddy
My father passed away on sunday oct 5 2008 three days after my birthday he was buried with full military honors in north ga after serving 26 years in the us coast guard even though life has seemed to stop since he passed away and i tell people i know how to "pretend" well life will contuie to go on weither i choose to go out and live it to the fullest or stay at home and cry and boo hoo and stay in bed how ever bad i want to. Now i know it seems weird that a woman of my age would seem that out of wack but if u know me well u would know that my dad and i were extremly close and shared everything I would not be at the point in my life that i am if it wasnt for him and he was my rock. But i know that even though he has passed on he is some where watching over me and my family smiling because we have pulled together to get thru such a hard time and even though he has died life must go on.... thanks for reading my way of venting.... Blessed Be

Daddy Came And Left You A Kiss
A drunk man in an Oldsmobile They said had run the light That caused the six-car pileup On 109 that night. When broken bodies lay about 'And blood was everywhere,' 'The sirens screamed out eulogies,' For death was in the air. 'A mother, trapped inside her car,' Was heard above the noise; Her plaintive plea near split the air: 'Oh, God, please spare my boys!' She fought to loose her pinned hands; 'She struggled to get free,' But mangled metal held her fast In grim captivity. Her frightened eyes then focused 'On where the back seat once had been,' But all she saw was broken glass and Two children's seats crushed in. Her twins were nowhere to be seen; 'She did not hear them cry, ' 'And then she prayed they'd been thrown Free, ' 'Oh, God, don't let them die! ' Then firemen came and cut her loose, 'But when they searched the back, ' 'They found therein no little boys, ' But the seat belts were intact. They thought the woman had gone mad 'And was t

Daddy's Empty Chair
A man's daughter had asked the local minister to come and pray with her father. When the minister arrived, he found the man lying in bed with his head propped up on two pillows. An empty chair sat beside his bed. The minister assumed that the old fellow had been informed of his visit. I guess you were expecting me, he said. 'No, who are you?' said the father. The minister told him his name and then remarked, 'I saw the empty chair and I figured you knew I was going to show up.' 'Oh yeah, the chair,' said the bedridden man. 'Would you mind closing the door?' Puzzled, the minister shut the door. 'I have never told anyone this, not even my daughter,' said the man.'But all of my life I have never known how to pray. At church I used to hear the pastor talk about prayer, but it went right over my head.' I abandoned any attempt at prayer,'the old man continued, ' until one day four years ago, my best friend said to me, 'Johnny, prayer is just a simple matter of having a co

Daddy's Poem
Her hair was up in a pony tail, her favorite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go. But her mummy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees a dad who never calls.. There were daddies along the back wall, for everyone to meet. Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats One by one the teacher called a student from the class. To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed. At last the teacher called her name, every child tur

Daddy's Poem { Will Make You Cry}
Her hair was up in a pony tail, her favorite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go. But her mummy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees a dad who never calls.. There were daddies along the back wall, for everyone to meet. Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats One by one the teacher called a student from the class. To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed. At last the teacher called her name, every child

Daddy's Day
Her hair was up in a pony tail, her favorite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go. But her mummy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees a dad who never calls.. There were daddies along the back wall, for everyone to meet. Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats One by one the teacher called a student from the class. To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed. At last the teacher called her name, every chil

Daddy Joker
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Daddy's Poem
Saw this as a bulletin and wanted to save it to reread when I could... Remember those that battle daily for us and our freedom! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Her hair was up in a pony tail, her favorite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go. But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees; a dad who never calls. There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet. Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats One by one the teacher called a student from t

Dad, Did You Know!!!
Dear Dad, Did you know, I woke up Thanksgiving morning, at about 7:30 am, With such a strong feeling that I was seriously ill or would soon be dead. I was covered in a cold sweat, chest hurting and heart beating so fast, I was scared, but didn't know, in those few minutes, you had pasted. And still to this day I shed many tears and hurt inside, the pain is so raw, For you Dad aren't here anymore, to catch me when I fall. Dad I want you to know, you have, and always will be my Hero and a true man, I'm still looking for Mr. right, the one who will sweep me off my feet, and make me his fan. I want to thank you from the bottom of my heart, for teaching, and loving me to the end, You need to know you aren't just my Hero and Dad, but one of my truest and dearest of friends. I am proud to be your baby girl, a pride I hold so close, I miss you so very much, but it's your awesome wisdom I miss the most. In a place filled with shadows since the day I felt

Daddy`s Little Squirt !
I thought of you just the other day, yes in a loving and sentimental way. He wasnt always the best man to me, he was the father that he could be. I remember the day at the park, when he had pointed out a spotted lark. It was a bright and sunny day with a bite in the air, and we played like father and son should without a care. Then there was the time he came home from work, we were eating dinner and I had called him a jerk. Dont remember much after that point, I do remember when we smoked our first joint. Funny the memories you keep and try to forget, and sometimes I was being just a little shit. I remember the worst beaten I ever got, that day I was being more than a bratty snot. All day had said was he was " sick" , and I finished with "and tired" and he grabbed a stick. Beat me until my mom had stopped him, when your young you really dont cherish them. I can go on all day with the good or bad things , and looking back all i see is the joy that it bri

Daddy's Girl, Get A Tissue, Guys Run And Hide To Read This
Her hair was up in a pony tail, her favorite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go. But her mummy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees a dad who never calls... There were daddies along the back wall, for everyone to meet. Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats One by one the teacher called a student from the class. To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed. At last the teach

Daddy's An Idiot...
NOW I feel bad.. like shit... Used the shop vac today to vacuum the main room... it's too small to use the regular vacuum.. Since I have no closets, or storage here, as usual, I left the vac sitting out... My kids' mother showed up to get the kids, so naturally they're excited.. My son goes to race upstairs for his car... and trips over the damn hose... face first into the corner of the laundry basket... a good, expensive, solid basket... Three small gashes around his left eye... on the holidays.. Doesn't need stitches but it's going to be sore.. The vac's one of many problems with this place and not being to store anything anywhere.. but damn.. I still feel like shit about it... I think I'm going to go into mumms and piss people off so they block me... That always makes me feel better..

Daddy Is Coming Home
This was written as a poetry challenge for Halloween....Enjoy... Daddy Is Coming Home I think back to my younger years A memory I will never forget I have lived a lifetime With O’ so much regret When mother told us that day Your daddy is going to be home I was just so happy Now my little heart could stop it’s roam It had been a few years Since we last saw his face He and My Mommy Just could not live in the same space I did find it strange Mommy had a smile all day She seemed to be happy Too long sadness was our way We prepared the house Mommy had been cooking the meal I had to keep pinching myself To make sure this was real We set out the plates and silverware As the tension began to climb We were all a bit nervous For it had been such a long time Mother served the food And she told us to go ahead and eat I wanted to wait for daddy But she made us have the feast She looked us all in the eyes And said “No kids don’t be sad!” For next to the corn and

Daddy Rocks Hard
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Daddy Loves U Nat!
Throughout the months when I held you, I had always thanked God for the greatest gift of life. You mean the world to me, you are the seed of my heart, the breath of my life, the part of me I love so much. I was always afraid how life would be for you. but even more afraid how I would be with you. Could I be a good father? was the question I'd ask myself. but I knew right from the start how wonderful it will be to have you with me. that day i was so happy, the tears run down face. I glanced upon your precious beauty protecting you being my lifelong duty You are so special, i adore you so much. i dread the days when u dont need me so much

Daddy's Poem
Her hair was up in a pony tail, her favorite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go. But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home... But the little girl went to school eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees a dad who never calls. There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet. Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats One by one the teacher called a student from the class. To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed. At last the teacher called her name,

Daddy I See You!
As he hides in the corner and she's searching about She sees his right shoe "Daddy I See You" she shouts Hun now it's your turn you hide and I'll seek He looks for a minute and then hears her speak "Daddy I See You" she runs out to hug him, he holds her tight She loves him so much she could never get the hiding part right A game that they played before she's tucked in to her bed He reads her a story til she falls asleep, and a kiss on her head Her mom looks on as the tears in her eyes roll do her face Stopping her daughters memories she felt wasn't her place Her dad passed in the war as he fought for our rights She opens her eyes "Dad I Can See You I Still Love You Goodnight" "Hold On To The Memories" J-Dubz '09

Daddy
Daddy Pathetic beast Of childhood nightmares Not from the closet Or under the bed But from the room Across the hall Across the dinner table Bedroom bully Hidden behind White picket fences Rapist in father’s clothing Discovered and exposed By photographic journal Now found choking On infected loads From unwashed cocks Covered in his own Bloody stool

Daddy To Be...no He Is Not Here
he was suppose to be there for me we were dating...don't you see but he left me stranded high and dry with a baby on the way "not ready to be a daddy he says" "not ready for this" but am i? no.. will i struggle yes will i be the best mother i can be i hope so how can a man..turn into a boy over night he frightened to be a daddy yet he fights for our country how can that be ...will he ever grow up and truly see that he is going to be a daddy this baby should mean something to him ..but no he doesn't care about either of us if he did he would be here

Daddy
my daddy taught me at a young age, to be true to myself said life aint all about the glory, fame and wealth my daddy taught me at a young age, nothing ever comes free, said you gotta work hard, he prepared me mentally, my daddy taught me at a young age, morals, values, and manners, said treat a lady with respect, never backhand her, my daddy taught me at a young age, its ok for men to cry, said we all have feeling, theres nothing there to hide, Chorus- See daddys always there for me, daddys got my back you see, he set me up for success, and still I fail miserably, Daddy taught me right you see, daddy goes and fights for me, daddy still believes in me, still I fail miserably-end chorus my daddy taught me at a young age, that lifes not fair, said try to play by the rules, but dont be square, my daddy taught me at a young age,if you fall get back up, said try, try again, trying once isn't enough, my daddy taught me at a young age, what goes around comes around, said trea

Daddy's Girl
To My Daughter On Christmas Strong and opinionated She cannot be ignored. Words have to be spoken. One mustn't be bored. A great sense of humor Of this I must say. Even when the banter Is directed my way. A laugh that's infectious She's so full of fun It's hard to be serious And not come undone. Sunshine and love Sweetness and caring Spirit and laughter All rolled into one. Loving, trusting An innocent, a dove A beacon of light Surely grace from above I love you my daughter, And on this Christmas day With all of my heart I just have to say That no greater blessing Will ever outweigh God's gift of you One very special day. Leonard December 2008

"daddy's Girl"
"Daddy's Girl" Her hair was up in a pony tail, her favorite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go. But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees; a dad who never calls. There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet. Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats One by one the teacher called a student from the class. To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed. At last the teacher called her name, every child turned to stare. Each of them was searching, for a man who wasn't t

Daddy By Beyonce
I remember when you use to take me on a Bike ride everyday on the bayou (you remember that? we were inseparable) And I remember when you could do no wrong You'd come home from work and I jumped in your arms when I saw you I was so happy to see you (I was so excited, so happy to see you) Because you loved me I overcome And I'm so proud of what you've become You've given me such security No matter what mistakes I make you're there for me You kill my disappointments and you heal my pain You understood my fears and you protected me Treasure every irreplaceable memory and that's why?br> I want my unborn son to be like my daddy I want my husband to be like my daddy There is no one else like my daddy And I thank you for loving me I still remember the expression on your face When you found out I'd been on a date and had a boyfriend (my first boyfriend, you should have seen your face) I still remember I caught you crying cause of my tattoo Could have said beyonce I told y

"daddy"
you have given me life you have given me love you have taught me respect you have taught me courage you have taught me to be myself you have taught me how to love you have taught me to never forget the ones i love for you are always and forever my father ..dedicated to my father.. by shana 98'

Daddy, You're A Junior!
Technically, no I’m not – that is, I’m not called “junior” by any member of my family because I don’t share a first name with my father Robert. But my brother in the state of Washington does, though I’ve never heard him called junior. My uncle who lived in Texas, my dad’s brother David, did share his name with his father and got called junior by him all his life. Hopefully that’s just a namesake that occurs among family members … I can’t imagine how Martha’s cousin Stanley puts up with everybody calling him “junior” when he’s a grown adult, married with two children, and his father died last year. Stanley, Debbie, and their boys Matthew and Alex were in Minot for Special Olympics being held at the Minot State University dome yesterday and today. We went to meet them yesterday morning before Martha and then I had to go to work. By all reports, Sarah, Jeffrey, and Mary (in that counting of our statistically-average 2.4 children) made a day of it since Matthew who had the basketba

Daddy
SHE CALLED ME THAT NAME THE FIRST NITE IN A TEXT NOT ONCE BUT TWICE N SHOULD I HAVE AKNOWLDEGE IT LADIES WHAT DO U THINK SHOULD I HAVE ACCEPT IT WOULD IT MAKE ME A PIMP OR JUST A BETTER MAN WITH MORE AUTHORITY..

Daddys Girl
you would think daddys greatest treasure would be a rough and ready lil boy just like him but its not its all sugar and spice a perfect lil angel in his eyes thats right daddys greatest treasure will always be no matter how old how far they go away is his baby girl for in his eyes she will always be his sweet lil angel

Daddy's Gonna Eat Your Fingers
I was packing for my business trip and my three year old daughter was having a wonderful time playing on the bed. At one point she said, "Daddy, look at this," and stuck out two of her fingers. > > > Trying to keep her entertained, I reached out and stuck her tiny fingers in my mouth and said, "Daddy's gonna eat your fingers," Pretending to eat them. > I went back to packing, looked up again and my Daughter was standing on the bed staring at her fingers with a devastated look on her face. > > I said, "What's wrong, honey?" > > She replied, "What happened to my booger?"

Daddy, How Was I Born?
Daddy, how was I born? A little boy goes to his father and asks 'Daddy, how was I born?' The father answers, 'Well, son, I guess one day you will need to find out anyway! Your Mom and I first got together in a chat room on Fubar. Then I set up a date via e-mail with your Mom and we met at a cyber-cafe. We sneaked into a secluded room, where your mother agreed to a download from my hard drive. As soon as I was ready to upload, we discovered that neither one of us had used a firewall, and since it was too late to hit the delete button, nine months later a little Pop-Up appeared that said: Scroll down...You'll love this .... 'You got Male!'

Daddy It Hurts
My name is ChrisI am three,My eyes are swollenI cannot see,I must be stupidI must be bad,What else could have madeMy daddy so mad?I wish I were betterI wish I weren't ugly,Then maybe my mommyWould still want to hug me.I cant do a wrongI cant speak at allOr else im locked upAll day long.When i'm awake i'm all aloneThe house is darkMy folks aren't home When my mommy does come homeI'll try and be nice,So maybe i'll just getOne whipping tonight.I just heard a carMy daddy is backFrom Charlies barI hear him curseMy name is calledI press myselfAgainst the wallI try to hideFrom his evil eyesIm so afraid nowI'm starting to cryHe finds me weepingCalls me ugly words,He says its my faultHe suffers at workHe slaps and hits meAnd yells at me more,I finally get freeAnd run to the doorHe's already locked itAnd I start to bawl,He takes me and throws meAgainst the hard wallI fall to the floorWith my bones nearly broken,And my daddy continuesWith more bad words spoken,'I'm sorry!', I screamBut it's

Daddys Car In The Woods
Little Johnny watched his daddy's car pass by the school playground and go into the woods. Curious, he followed the car and saw Daddy and Aunt Jane in a passionate embrace.Little Johnny found this so exciting that he could hardly contain himself as he ran home and started to tell his mother.'Mummy, I was at the playground and I saw Daddy's car go into the woods with Aunt Jane.I went back to look and he was giving Aunt Jane a big kiss, and then he helped her take off her shirt.Then Aunt Jane helped Daddy take his pants off, then Aunt Jane...'At this point Mummy cut him off and said, 'Johnny, this is such an interesting story, lets save the rest of it for supper time.I want to see the look on Daddy's face when you tell it tonight.'At the dinner table that evening, Mummy asked little Johnny to tell his story Johnny started his story, 'I was at the playground and I saw Daddy's car go into the woods with Aunt Jane.I went back to look and he was giving Aunt Jane a big kiss, then he helped he

"daddy ..... It Hurts! True Story!
Daddy.....it hurts This is A TRUE STORY AND IF YOU DON'T PASS THIS ON YOU DON'T HAVE A SOUL!!!My name is Chris,I am three,My eyes are swollen.I cannot see.I must be stupid,I must be bad,What else could have made,My daddy so mad?I wish I were better,I wish I weren't ugly,Then maybe my mommy,Would still want to hug me....I can't do a wrong,I can't speak at all,Or else I'm locked up,All day long.When I'm awake,I'm all alone,The house is dark,My folks aren't home.When my mommy does come home,I'll try and be nice,So maybe I'll just get,One whipping tonight.I just heard a car,My daddy is back,From Charlie's barI hear him curse,My name is called,I press myself,Against the wall.I try to hide,From his evil eyes,I'm so afraid now,I'm starting to cry.He finds me weeping,Calls me ugly words,He says its my fault,He suffers at work.He slaps and hits me,And yells at me more,I finally get free,And run to the door.He's already locked it,And I start to bawl,He takes me and throws me,Against the hard w

Daddy, It Hurts...
stop child abuse! created @ 2009-05-18 13:58:17 This is a very important message; kids do come first…Subject: "Daddy ... it hurts"> This is A TRUE STORY AND IF YOU DON'T PASS THIS ON YOU DON'T HAVE A> SOUL!!!>> My name is Chris,> I am three,> My eyes are swollen.> I cannot see.>> I must be stupid,> I must be bad,> What else could have made,> My daddy so mad?>> I wish I were better,> I wish I weren't ugly,> Then maybe my mommy,> Would still want to hug me.>> I can't do a wrong,> I can't speak at all,> Or else I'm locked up,> All day long.>> When I'm awake,> I'm all alone,> The house is dark,> My folks aren't home.>> When my mommy does come home,> I'll try and be nice,> So maybe I'll just get,> One whipping tonight.>> I just heard a car,> My daddy is back,> From Charlie's bar>> I hear him curse,> My name is called,> I press myself,> Against the

Daddy's Here...
Don't worry I'm here You can sleep now son Ain't no nightmare gonna get you I'll hold you close Keep you safe from the other ones Protect you from the evil ones Quiet your mind and rest assured Your boogey men have no power here I'm here to clear out all the shadows No more monsters under your bed I can't promise you the world All I can do is swear to keep you warm Save you from the evil that men do The world is a nasty place I'll always be by your side I love you baby boy...

Daddy It Hurts
My name is LEXYI am FIVE,My eyes are swollenI cannot see,I must be stupidI must be bad,What else could have madeMy daddy so mad?I wish I were betterI wish I weren't ugly,Then maybe my mommyWould still want to hug me.I cant do a wrongI cant speak at allOr else im locked upAll day long.When im awake im all aloneThe house is darkMy folks aren't homeWhen my mommy does come homeI'll try and be nice,So maybe ill just getOne whipping tonight.I just heard a carMy daddy is backFrom Charlies barI hear him curseMy name is calledI press myselfAgainst the wallI try to hideFrom his evil eyesIm so afraid nowI'm starting to cryHe finds me weepingCalls me ugly words,He says its my faultHe suffers at workHe slaps and hits meAnd yells at me more,I finally get freeAnd run to the doorHes already locked itAnd I start to bawl,He takes me and throws meAgainst the hard wallI fall to the floorWith my bones nearly broken,And my daddy continuesWith more bad words spoken,'Im sorry!', I screamBut its now much to la

Daddy, Stop Talking.
Yesterday at work one of my customers brought in his two-year-old son Azen. I’d seen him and his wife in the office before, and I asked how she was doing since last time I saw her she wore a cast on her arm from slipping on a walkway during our very late winter. I got an “I don’t care” from Steven (their son’s name is a combination of the first two letters of her name Azusa and the last two letters of his) and there are moments I’ve felt the same way about Martha, so I didn’t press it. After getting home from my church’s youth group which was part two of the chat n’ chew with Pastor Janet about our teens there and their attitudes toward sex (yes, sometimes sex DOES come up in church) and receiving the subtle impression that boys and men are unethical slime when it comes to anything below the waist, I got home where Sarah wanted to play outside with me. I expect my son Jeffrey did too, but he’s not as clear speaking. &ldqu

Daddy's Arms
I wish i was a child again, Nestled in daddy's arms. I long to hear " it'll be alright, As he gently strokes my hair. Cause grownup problems can seem To tough and hurt so much. It's hard to face them on my own. I wish i was a child again, Nestled in daddy's arms.

Daddy's Love
A Daddy’s love A love that can barely be measured by leaps and bounds. It’s a love that by itself completely wraps itself around you. A love that makes you feel as safe as your mother’s womb. It’s a love that you take pride in. When that cold shoulder comes around You’re left with a sad heavy heart. As if that safe secure feeling was taken right from underneath you! A feeling of falling left to catch yourself; And to climb your way back into the security of your mother’s womb. Waiting for the cold shoulder to turn around. Anticipating for the very moment To jump into that lov

Daddy's Poem {will Make You Cry}
Her hair was up in a pony tail,her favorite dress tied with a bow.Today was Daddy's Day at school,and she couldn't wait to go.But her mummy tried to tell her,that she probably should stay home.Why the kids might not understand,if she went to school alone.But she was not afraid;she knew just what to say.What to tell her classmatesof why he wasn't there today.But still her mother worried,for her to face this day alone.And that was why once again,she tried to keep her daughter home.But the little girl went to schooleager to tell them all.About a dad she never seesa dad who never calls..There were daddies along the back wall,for everyone to meet.Children squirming impatiently,anxious in their seatsOne by one the teacher calleda student from the class.To introduce their daddy,as seconds slowly passed.At last the teacher called her name,every child turned to stare.Each of them was searching,a man who wasn't there.'Where's her daddy at?'She heard a boy call out.'She probably doesn't have one,

Daddy's Rose
Daddy's RoseDaddy has a little rosethat he has had from a seedHe gave it lighthe gave it lovehe gave it lifeand let it beHe cared for ithe pulled the weedsand gave it room to growTo hearts beating in timecalling to one anotherthat’s Daddy's little Rose

Daddy
Oh dark my day,To be alive,I write this poem,As my heart is to thrive,There once was a man,So happy he be,With his lovely wife,So young you see,But one day,He left for awhile,Traveled for his job,Much more than a mile,She was sad,He had to leave,And hoped for the best,Hoped not to greave,His job pained her,But knew he was right,He was in the army,He had to go fight,Letters shed receive,From him every week,At times happy,Good news always to seek,She sent him a letter,Pregnant shed be,With their loving daughter,Aura lee,And he was astound,Couldnt wait to come see,When his loving wife,Gave birth to thee,But he never made it,They wouldnt let him go,So he hoped she wouldnt be sad,Oh say it isnt so,But she was so grateful,That safe hed be,She always prayed for him,Aura lee to see,But on the day,Baby turned six,Such sad news,A heart not to fix,Daddy had died,While coming back,They found some things,Hidden in his backpack,Aura lee so young,Just couldnt see,why had daddy,Left me?But on the fune

Daddys Away And Mommy Wants To Play
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Daddy's Talking About Me!
Daddy’s Talking About Me! When I was on Pastor Bob Edwards’ radio show “Making Life Work” on KHRT today (as I’m writing this it just went off the air, but you can catch it tomorrow at 4 pm Eastern Standard Time on www.khrt.com as streaming audio on 1320 AM), besides promoting my books that I’ve already written as well as the current one I am writing – and I broke 20,000 words last night, thank you! – I also related something my son said to me at breakfast this morning. When he heard me at home, Martha told me a few minutes ago, Jeffrey said “Daddy’s talking about me” and I was told he looked a little embarrassed … I had a lot of fun doing the program with Pastors Bob, Steve, and Mark and got to wax on a bit about the websites you can find me at as well, including where I expect you are reading this scintillating prose of mine. Martha’s called in sick today and she’s home with the kids and her sister

Daddy ... It Hurts!!!!
'Daddy ... It hurts' This is A TRUE STORY AND IF YOU DON'T PASS THIS ON YOU DON'THAVE A SOUL!!!My name is Chris , I am three,My eyes are swollen..I cannot see.I must be stupid,I must be bad,What else could have made,My daddy so mad?I wish I were better,I wish I weren't ugly,Then maybe my mommy,Would still want to hug me.I can't do a wrong,I can't speak at all,Or else I'm locked up,All day long.When I'm awake,I'm all alone,The house is dark,My folks aren't home.When my mommy does come home,I'll try and be nice,So maybe I'll just get,One whipping tonight.I just heard a car,My daddy is back,From Charlie's barI hear him curse,My name is called ,I press myself,Against the wall.I try to hide,>From his evil eyes,I'm so afraid now,I'm starting to cry.He finds me weeping,Calls me ugly words,He says its my fault,He suffers at work.He slaps and hits me,And yells at me more,I finally get free,And run to the door.He's already locked it,And I start to bawl,He takes me and throws me,Ag

Daddy It Hurts !!!!
ok in this blog im going to talk about something that is very hard for me to talk about cause yes its happen to me from the time i was 6 to 8 and beside bits and pieces of my story im going to use the lyerics of me and little andy from dolly parton and an pome by an unknown author...you know i try to be honest in all my writteings in these blogs someone asked me a question "what do you think about kids and haveing them in this time and age"? hmmmm this should be easy to answer but as i thought it become very difficult,becaue i go back to the time of my youth a time where a stpfater thought he was god and controller over me a time when i was physicaly menteally and sexually abused yes sexually abused by this man...and all the pysical and menteal therpy i had to go throug,well i answerd negativly to that question by saying " i dont want kids" and I thought that would be it but the question has hunted me alot sence so again i find my self excapeing through my writeing child abuse is a

Daddy ... It Hurts!
This is A TRUE STORY AND IF YOU DON'T PASS THIS ON YOU DON'T HAVE A SOUL!!! My name is Chris , I am three, My eyes are swollen.. I cannot see. I must be stupid, I must be bad, What else could have made, My daddy so mad? I wish I were better, I wish I weren't ugly, Then maybe my mommy, Would still want to hug me. I can't do a wrong, I can't speak at all, Or else I'm locked up, All day long. When I'm awake, I'm all alone, The house is dark, My folks aren't home. When my mommy does come home, I'll try and be nice, So maybe I'll just get, One whipping tonight. I just heard a car, My daddy is back, From Charlie's bar I hear him curse, My name is called , I press myself, Against the wall. I try to hide, >From his evil eyes, I'm so afraid now, I'm starting to cry. He finds me weeping, Calls me ugly words, He says its my fault, He suffers at work. He slaps and hits me, And yells at me more, I finally get free, And run to the door. He's already locked it, And I start to bawl, He takes me and th

Daddy's Doll!
The frigerator is full of beer,And the couch is full of crumbs.I go to bed and in my head,I just know he's going to come.For my dear old Dad, has made me sad,By playing house with me,And you can bet, I can't forget,All the things he's done to me.For he's robbed me of my purity,And he's stripped me of my pride,He took from me my virginity,And he ruined me inside.It makes no sense my innocence,Was forced to take a tragic fall.I don't know why but I know that I,Have become my Daddy's Doll.I'm so confused for I've been abused,And I don't think he will stop.It sounds absurd but If I say a word,I know I'll get a pop. And I'll have to lie about my eye,When it is black and blue.I slipped and fell, I hurt like hell,But what am I to do?It will do more harm if I tell my Mom,Because she'll think it's a lie.And for a fact, she'll tell me that, "Daddy's not that type of guy".And because I'm young, I bite my tongue,And my tears begin to fall.I wonder why I have to cry,And be my Daddy' Doll.

Daddy O
In the morning (mid-afternoon, in some circles), I hear the gentle thud of the fella's house-shoes on the hardwood stairs leading to the bedroom. I've been awake for half an hour already, contemplating getting out of bed or the alternatives thereto, and find myself one finger into an alternative. The fella, either ignorant of or not interested in my morning activity, paces about the bedroom, telling me about his morning phone conversations and his plans for the afternoon. My fingers remain tucked between my legs, my warm palm cups the subtle rise of my mons pubis. I wait for him to peek under the many layers of blankets to see what I’m up to or into, but he does not. Instead, he chides me for sleeping late, then, snapping happily, suggests that I call him Daddy O, to emphasize his coolness. “Singers on the Tonight Show used to do this while they sang” he informs me, snapping all the while. “The beats, too. This is how they applauded at readings.” He goes on snapping.

Daddy
DADDYVoices in my headGet louder day by dayThey slowly pull me inI feel my sanity slipping awayMinute by minute they speak clearerThe faint whispers turned to screams"GO AWAY! LEAVE ME BE!"My plees are in vain it seemsIt makes them madder, makes them louderMakes them want me that much moreThey won't stop until they control meUntil Im not "me" anymoreThere are many that speak to meThat try to tell me what to doWhat evil deeds to carry outOh, if only others knewWhat in my mind was brewingWhat sadistic plans they are plottingAs they start to possess my beingAs my own heart and soul lay rottingThe rough low voice is the worstHe sounds to me like satanHis voice is filled with hatredI wonder how many souls he's takenHe seems to be the leader, the master of the dead"Come child, join my serpeants" is what he always saidIt was tempting, I couldn't fight himI was weak under his spellSo I surrendered my life to himAnd I joined him in a place he called hellNow I'm wicked, just like DaddyI

Daddy, It Hurts
My name is Chris.I am three.My eyes are swollen.I cannot see.I must be stupid,I must be bad.What else could have madeMy daddy so mad?I wish I were better,I wish I weren't ugly,Then maybe my mommyWould still want to hug me.I cant do a wrong.I cant speak at all,Or else i'm locked upAll day long.When I'm awake, I'm all alone.The house is dark,My folks aren't home.When my mommy does come homeI'll try and be nice,So maybe I'll just getOne whipping tonight.I just heard a car.My daddy is backFrom Charlies bar.I hear him curse,My name is called.I press myselfAgainst the wall.I try to hideFrom his evil eyes.I'm so afraid now,I'm starting to cry.He finds me weeping,Calls me ugly words.He says its my fault,He suffers at work.He slaps and hits me,And yells at me more,I finally get free,And run to the door.He's already locked it,And I start to bawl.He takes me, and throws me,Against the hard wall.I fall to the floorWith my bones nearly broken,And my daddy continuesWith more bad wo

Daddys Poem
Her hair was up in a pony tail, her favorite dress tied with a bow Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go. But her mummy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees a dad who never calls. There were daddies along the back wall, for everyone to meet. Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats One by one the teacher called a student from the class. To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed. At last the teacher called her name,

Daddies Day
Her hair up in a pony tailher favorite dress tied with a bowtoday was daddy's day at school,and she couldnt wait to go But her mommy tried to tell her ,that she probably should stay home why the kids might not understand if she went to school alone.but she was not afraid;she knew just what to say,what to tell her classmates ,on this daddy's day.But still her mother worried,for her to face this day alone,and that was why she once againtried to keep her daughter home.But the little girl went to school,eager to tell them allabout a dad she never sees,a dad who never calls.There were daddies along the wall in backfor everyone to meet children squirming impatientlyanxious in their seats.one by one the teachercalled ,a student from the class,to introduce their daddy,as seconds slowly passed.At last the teacher called her name,every child turned to stareeach of them were searching for a man who wasnt there.''Where's her daddy at?''she heard a boy call out,''she probably doesn't have one''anot

Daddy's Girl
Her hair was up in a pony tail, her favorite dress tied with a bow.Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go. But her mummy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees a dad who never calls.. There were daddies along the back wall, for everyone to meet. Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats One by one the teacher called a student from the class. To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed. At last the teacher called her name, every child turned to stare. Each of them was searching, a man who wasn't there. 'Where's her daddy at?' She heard a boy call out

Daddy It Hurts!
DADDY it HURTS !! My name is Christopher ,I am three,My eyes are swollen..I cannot see.I must be stupid,I must be bad,What else could have made,My daddy so mad?I wish I were better,I wish I weren't ugly,Then maybe my mommy,Would still want to hug me.I can't do a wrong,I can't speak at all,Or else I'm locked up,All day long.When I'm awake,I'm all alone,The house is dark,My folks aren't home.When my mommy does come home,I'll try and be nice,So maybe I'll just get,One whipping tonight.I just heard a car,My daddy is back,From Charlie's barI hear him curse,My name is called ,I press myself,Against the wall.I try to hide,>From his evil eyes,I'm so afraid now,I'm starting to cry.He finds me weeping,Calls me ugly words,He says its my fault,He suffers at work.He slaps and hits me,And yells at me more,I finally get free,And run to the door.He's already locked it,And I start to bawl,He takes me and throws me,Against the hard wall.I fall to the floor,With my bones nearly broken,And my daddy co

Daddy It Hurts !!!!!!
DADDY it HURTS !! My name is Christopher ,I am three,My eyes are swollen..I cannot see.I must be stupid,I must be bad,What else could have made,My daddy so mad?I wish I were better,I wish I weren't ugly,Then maybe my mommy,Would still want to hug me.I can't do a wrong,I can't speak at all,Or else I'm locked up,All day long.When I'm awake,I'm all alone,The house is dark,My folks aren't home.When my mommy does come home,I'll try and be nice,So maybe I'll just get,One whipping tonight.I just heard a car,My daddy is back,From Charlie's barI hear him curse,My name is called ,I press myself,Against the wall.I try to hide,>From his evil eyes,I'm so afraid now,I'm starting to cry.He finds me weeping,Calls me ugly words,He says its my fault,He suffers at work.He slaps and hits me,And yells at me more,I finally get free,And run to the door.He's already locked it,And I start to bawl,He takes me and throws me,Against the hard wall.I fall to the floor,With my bones nearly broken,And my daddy co

Daddy Dearest
So the fairly hot cop next door has a new girlfriend.... A MUCH younger girlfriend whom he has already moved in, along with her extremely obnoxious 6 year old son. *sigh* What is it with you guys? Trying to regain your youth? Enjoy playing Daddy? Women your own age are too old for you? When women date younger guys we are stereotyped as cougars. When men do it you pat one another on the back and ^5 each other. I have even noticed it on here. I see men on my list who are in their late 30s and 40s mostly flirting with the 20somethings. People are always asking me why I am single. Here is one reason. A lot of men my age only go for the young girls and I am NOT going to date someone my son's age. That's just weird. That is all for now.

Daddy
I always wonder why I will always sit in the dark when I cry It's because without you here Without my daddy near I'm not whole. The years of painshave finally taken their toll On me, because life without you Has been horrible, all I ever wanted to do Was be in your arms as I cried, As my soul slowly died. No child should have to know the pain I know fore it is too great and plain. No child should have to hide the hurt I've had to feel or to have to skirt The dark hole that has become love. A child should be as free as a dove, To care for their daddy For that is what I want you to see That is what I donr want to hide from you. I only want you to love me and say I love you too. Joyous life can be Oh, how I wish you could see What was lost was found and was yet again Lost, how I wish you could feel the pain You have created for me. For nothingcan be done t oset it right. You refused to stay and fight For a love you lost and a love you may Never

Daddy Update
For those who are not aware, my daddy was rushed to the ER early this morning and admitted to the CCU unit. And for those who are not aware, my dad is dying. I appreciate the prayers and thoughts and sincerity from those of you that have shown it today. However, it will not get better. He is dying. If he makes it to Christmas, and beyond for that matter, I will be greatly surprised. He's never been this bad before. His COPD is really taking it's toll on him, and I'm assuming since they put him in the critical cardiac unit, they're worried about the stress it's taking on his heart which scares me. I've been living with my dad since April when my lease was up so I can help take care of him both financially, emotionally, and physically. It's been draining. It's been hard because my dad and I never had a relationship before this really. But after some recent events with finding out about a friend dying that was like a sister to me, and the intense amount of regret and guilt I've felt for

Daddy...
Holidays should be happy and bright! RIGHT? I have amazing people in my life! My family...my friends.....Real people, online people, and real online people! But nothing is the same... Will holidays ever be the the same without my Dad? GODDAMMIT!!!!!!!!!!!! I feel so lonely without him!!!!!!!! I ache so! I want my Daddy back!!!!!!!!!!!! Will I ever enjoy holidays again? Will I ever be ME again???????? Someone, anyone....please tell me this will get easier..............PLEASE! FUCK!!!!!!!! I beg of you. I have boycotted holidays since his death. ALL holidays! Just to put up a Christmas tree has taken browbeatings from HELL! I remember good times with him, always, but on the holidays...DAMN....that doesn't help! I want him here!!!! I want to raise hell at him that he can NOT have sugar then cut him a piece of pie.....I know that is bad...but it was Christmas...he deserved a piece of pie! Daddy...I miss and love you more than anything in this world. Help me

A Daddy/dom
The term Daddy Dom got me thinking about the misconceptions surrounding this aspect of D/s. I realize most think that it involves a father/daughter relationship. That isn't quite true, Daddy/little girl is a much different level. I do not know if I can explain what I mean so I will simply talk about what a Daddy Dom is to me. First I should say that in my relationship my Dom is not my father, he is nothing like my father, and I have no need for him to replace my father. He is however my Daddy. We do not engage in age play specifically (beyond the occasional schoolgirl fantasy *s*) and our relationship is not based on any need to have sex with children.I am always all woman, and always a very independent woman. He does have the ability to make me feel like a little girl, however, a very cherished and sometimes needy little girl. It is a feeling that I revel in, it is the safest place I have ever been, and it allows me the freedom to be all that I am without fear of reprisals. So what ma

Daddy's Girl
I wrote this over 10 years ago Daddy's Girl In the darkness of a room A little girl hides in the corner As the tears roll down her face The pain and fear is upon her The pain of her daddy's hand And the fear of another day Because she knows come tomorrow Everything will be the same Where does a little girl run to Where does she hide When the man that says "I love you" Is the devil in her eyes And who does she turn to In the darkness of the night Where does a little girl run to Where does she hide And now her eyes are dry She has cried all she can But the pain still remains And the fear of a man A man that says "I love you" And that she is daddy's girl And one that has destroyed Everything in her world And when the yelling stops She puts her hands on her face And drifts off to sleep To dream of a safer place