Thursday, March 18, 2010

YOU ARE NOT THERE

She is a beautiful princess
She plays with her hair looking in the mirror at her reflection
She sings for me a new song, dances around spinning
She can sit and hold her bottle
But you are not there

She asks me about you
She draws pictures of you, and writes endless letter to you
She sees your picture sitting in the frame on my bedside
a smile lights up her face
But you are not there

When she is sad she sits by herself
She cries and holds her head sobbing and burying her head in my dress
She comes to me and whispers
But where is my papa
But you are not there

Today she lost her first tooth
Today she took her pink bag to her first day of school
Today she leant to crawl
she learnt to say papa, bebi and tata
But you are not there

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