Thanks for sending this. I will use it in a outpost devotion. Mark Jones On Tue, 04 Jun 2002 00:36:33 -0400 [EMAIL PROTECTED] writes: > > > This is lovely, get the Kleenex ready > I thought this was a good poem. Hope you enjoy it. > Keith Brooks > > > 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. > > "Where's her daddy at?" > She heard a boy call out. > "She probably doesn't have one," > Another student dared to shout. > > And from somewhere near the back, > She heard a daddy say, > "Looks like another deadbeat dad, > Too busy to waste his day." > > The words did not offend her, > As she smiled up at her Mom. > And looked back at her teacher, > Who told her to go on. > > And with hands behind her back, > Slowly she began to speak. > And out from the mouth of a child, > Came words incredibly unique. > > "My Daddy couldn't be here, > Because he lives so far away. > But I know he wishes he could be, > Since this is such a special day. > > And though you cannot meet him, > I wanted you to know. > All about my daddy, > how much he loves me so. > > He loved to tell me stories > He taught me to ride my bike. > He surprised me with pink roses, > And taught me 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 because he told me, > He'll forever be in my heart" > > With that, her little hand reached up, > And lay across her chest. > Feeling her own heartbeat, > Beneath her favorite dress. > > And from somewhere in the crowd of dads, > Her mother stood in tears. > Proudly watching her daughter, > Who was wise beyond her years. > > For she stood up for the love > Of a man not in her life. > Doing what was best for her, > Doing what was right. > > And when she dropped her hand back down, > Staring straight into the crowd. > She finished with a voice so soft, > But its message clear and loud. > > "I love my daddy very much, > He's my shining star. > And if he could, he'd be here, > But heaven's just too far. > > You see he was a fireman > And died just this past year > When airplanes hit the towers > And taught Americans to fear. > > But sometimes when I close my eyes, > It's like he never went away." > And then she closed her eyes, > And saw him there that day. > > And to her mother's amazement, > She witnessed with surprise. > A room full of daddies and children, > All starting to close their eyes. > > Who knows what they saw before them, > Who knows what they felt inside. > Perhaps for merely a second, > They saw him at her side. > > "I know you're with me Daddy," > To the silence she called out. > And what happened next made believers, > Of those once filled with doubt. > > Not one in that room could explain it, > For each of their eyes had been closed. > But there on the desk beside her, > Was a fragrant long-stemmed pink rose. > > And a child was blessed, if only for a moment, > By the love of her shining bright star. > And given the gift of believing, > That heaven is never too far > > > They say it takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to > appreciate them, a day to love them, but then an entire life to > forget them. > Send this > phrase to the people you'll never forget and remember to send it > also to the > person that sent it to you. It's a short message to let them know > that > you'll never > forget them. If you don't send it to anyone, it means you're in a > hurry and > that you've forgot your friends. Take the time... to live and love > > > ------------------------------------------------------------------------ > Chat with friends online, try MSN Messenger: Click Here > > > > _________________________________________________________________ > Send and receive Hotmail on your mobile device: > http://mobile.msn.com > > > _______ > Let the Golden Rule be your daily rule. > > Please pray for your list sponsor: http://eBible.org/mpj/ > > To unsubscribe, send "unsubscribe rangernet" to > [EMAIL PROTECTED] > or visit http://rangernet.org/subscribe.htm > http://rangernet.org >
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