he sat there by the cool brooke listening to the sounds as his bike slowly cooled down fron the hard ride.the brooke made a peaceful splashing sound as it cascaded over the rocks that vainly tried to block its rolling journey.he droped a cigarett between his fingers and struck the match against his worn boot.the match came to life spilling an errie light across the the mans face.it flickered across the wettness that had crpt slowly from the corners of his eyes and left its trail on his stubbled cheek.
he had met many yet had left them behind,now swallowed in the depths of time.yet their remained one that haunted his mind.he had many that vainly had tried to be his friend,but they all had faultered and disappeared in the end.all but the one he held dear to his heart,and that memory tore him apart.
he inhaled slow and deeply then silently blew away the smoke as he retreaved a lone picture from his wallet.the bright moon lite made an earrie glow across the glossy finish of the photo as he brought it to his parched lips.he lay the picture on his faded jeaned leg and stared at it as a smile overtook his weathered face.
a little girl with flowing blond hair stared at the mans tear streaked face from the picture on his knee.'come daddy,play with me',it seamed to say.awww angel,the man spoke in broken words,then brought the picture back up to his lips then put it away.
he walked to the brooks sany edge and peered into the blackend sky,then he sank to his knees and began to cry.dear god,the words came from within,be with my angel and stay to the end.he fell with his palms into the soft earth,and remembered the day,the time of her birth.then silently he stretched out on the ground and lat still.
as the police taped off the area that day,and people began to gather,a lone man looked down at the seen below and shook his head.he stepped to the body and knelt on his knee,then picked up a picture that lay beside the fallen mans face.he looked at the picture then flipped it over.on the back were these words,just as he read.'to daddy from his angel.i love you dearly and dont ever forget,our time to be togather is permanetly set'
they say the love of a woman can bring down the mightiest of men.but the love for a daughter has no end.////
dedicated to my 'daddys angel'cheyanne.someday well be togather again.
renegadelvr
