You're Not My
Daddy
He was a beautiful little boy
with blonde hair and only two
and imitating his daddy
is what he really liked to do.
Wearing his daddy's
eyeglass frames
with the old lens taken out
and his daddy's old watch
he would ride his ATV about.
Time to go to work, he'd say.
Looking at his watch to check
the time.
He'd ride around the house a while
I'm home from work would
be his next line.
One day his daddy came home
without the mustache he always
wore.
The little
boy was shocked and said,
You're not my daddy
anymore.
Yes, I am your daddy, his father
said.
For no one can take my place.
I shaved my mustache off this
morning.
Tears started down the
child's face.
Where did you put it? the
little boy asked.
His daddy said, it
washed down the drain.
Put it back on your face, the
little boy said.
so you can be my daddy again.
His daddy promised to grow it back
and said it would take
him a little while.
The little boy said, That's
alright, daddy.
as he hugged him and
smiled.
"YOU ARE STILL MY
DADDY"
Kyle
Thank you for all the
beautiful memories.
I will cherish
them forever.
You were .... and
always will be
one of my rainbows in
life.
Love,
Mom
Copyright 2004 - Carol Barton
Graphics by:
Midi:
"Memories" by Margi Harrell