Poetry

A Toddlers Point of View

 A Toddlers Point of View


Daddy and Mommy, woke me up early today,
maybe they just wanted to play,
But wait just a minute this is new,
daddy is crying and mommy is too.
Daddy picks up baby sister, and says I love you,
then looks at mommy and says this is hard to do.
Daddy gets on his knees and holds me so tight,
he tells me he loves me and to treat mommy right.
Daddy kisses mommy and tells her goodbye,
tells her he loves her and that time will fly.
Daddy picks up his bags and heads for the door,
then tells us he loves us once more.
I don't understand whats going on,
mommys still crying and my daddy is gone.
* six months later *
A man came to our house today,
he looks firmilar, but I can't say.
He brought lots of presents for sister and me,
he is so friendly who can he be.
Mommy hugs him and they start to cry,
I think I'm starting to remember this guy.
I want to run and jump in his arm,
but I'm so scared, will he do me harm?
It takes me a minute, then it becomes clear to me,
its got to be him, its my daddy.

So to all those daddys who kiss toddlers goodbye,
your impression stays with them, and their love for you will never die.

contributed by Kelly Kirby [This email address is being protected from spambots. You need JavaScript enabled to view it.]
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