She blew five candles On her cake, angel In a pink dress, hair In little pigtails Bound in pink ribbons She was daddy's Apple of the e...
She blew five candles On her cake, angel In a pink dress, hair In little pigtails Bound in pink ribbons She was daddy's Apple of the eye, They had little Secrets and stories Tiny, tattles and tizzies He tucked her to Bed every night, Kissed her forehead As she slept, . Lovingly fondled Between her legs Bittie body bruised, Small soul soiled, Little heart hurt, Bambino bosom bled, Dainty dreams dead. Little one is scared, It is all her fault Or so she is told, Daddy wont love her If their playful Secret is let out She bleeds inside, Cant play on the slide, Childhood denied, Crayons cast aside, Daddy and demon coincide. Terrified, eyes open wide, Home colder than winter tide, Nightmares she cant brush aside, She has everything to hide, Who the hell is on her side? (This does not come from my personal experience..I felt I had to write these lines when I read this in the news.Dedicated to all the little souls who were raped by their father....my heart goes out for them)Reshma Rameshhttp://www.poemhunter.com/poem/daddy-s-darling/ Less
