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Array ( [sid] => 76884 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => The Card [time] => 2004-12-22 13:30:09 [hometext] => He didn't know what to write.. [bodytext] => He wrote a card to his little girl,
Who he misses being in his world,
He didn’t know what to write,
As nothing sounded quite right.

He hasn’t seen her for awhile you see,
His heart throws out a daily plea,
But not with his expression or words,
As to speak about it that would hurt.

But I can see it in his eyes,
I know his insides let out cries,
If on the TV screen a girl appears,
I can almost feel his un-fallen tears.

He sat at the table with pen in hand,
He didn’t want to make the card seem bland,
Even though he’s not seen her for so long,
He wants her to know in his heart she belongs.

Yet how can you explain the pain to a child,
Who’s thoughts of her Dad have been left to run wild,
She doesn’t know him anymore,
As to seeing her his ex closed the parental door.


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The Card

Contributed by pixie on Wednesday, 22nd December 2004 @ 01:30:09 PM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry



He wrote a card to his little girl,
Who he misses being in his world,
He didn’t know what to write,
As nothing sounded quite right.

He hasn’t seen her for awhile you see,
His heart throws out a daily plea,
But not with his expression or words,
As to speak about it that would hurt.

But I can see it in his eyes,
I know his insides let out cries,
If on the TV screen a girl appears,
I can almost feel his un-fallen tears.

He sat at the table with pen in hand,
He didn’t want to make the card seem bland,
Even though he’s not seen her for so long,
He wants her to know in his heart she belongs.

Yet how can you explain the pain to a child,
Who’s thoughts of her Dad have been left to run wild,
She doesn’t know him anymore,
As to seeing her his ex closed the parental door.






Copyright © pixie ... [ 2004-12-22 13:30:09]
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Re: The Card (User Rating: 1 )
by savedbydeath on Wednesday, 22nd December 2004 @ 02:08:31 PM AEST
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aww such a beautiful write,made me wonder if my father wants to see me,and if hes lost in this world without his lil girl,i miss him but i've heard to many bad terrible things,when i was born he came to the hospital drunk and got thrown out,the first time he held me he was drunk and i was 7 and a half months old,anyways,great write i loved it,full of lost emotions,keep the awesome writes up,ur extremely good!!

savedbydeath


Re: The Card (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Wednesday, 22nd December 2004 @ 02:16:28 PM AEST
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Another great poem. So full af emotion............Mike


Re: The Card (User Rating: 1 )
by OnAngelswings on Wednesday, 22nd December 2004 @ 08:49:31 PM AEST
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simply wonderful Pixie! .....Shari


Re: The Card (User Rating: 1 )
by pander on Saturday, 25th December 2004 @ 06:47:11 PM AEST
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A truely sad story, if ever there was one.

Nice write Pixie.

Luv,

Pander
xxxx


Re: The Card (User Rating: 1 )
by blowfish_jane on Wednesday, 29th December 2004 @ 10:18:50 AM AEST
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Aww this is just sad, i feel for Mark. He needs to see or to get to know her daughter. Like you said the ex is a big cow lol. Great write Kriss you expressed Marks emotions very well.

Hugs,
Jane x


Re: The Card (User Rating: 1 )
by Kratur on Friday, 7th January 2005 @ 11:58:44 AM AEST
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Kratur was here.




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