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A Daughters Hand

by Mark Maxey

petite fingers slid out of my hand
She walked away and her life began
I was there for her beginnings
A tear fell for I knew she was on her own
My little girl all grown up
she is her own woman now
a window of time has opened now

rocking her to sleep in the middle of night
when all her fears seemed so big
brushing her hair to make her pretty
walking her to the bus stop hand in hand
and when her fingers slid out of my hand
and she walked up the steps of the bus
that is when I knew

petite fingers slid out of my hand
she walked away and her life began
I was there for her beginnings
a tear fell for I knew she was on her own

the night she got off the phone
all giddy and smiling for joy
her first date with a boy I did not know
she did not ask me what to wear
nor did she need me to talk it over
and it was then I knew in my heart

petite fingers slid out of my hand
she walked away and her life began
I was there for her beginnings
a tear fell for I knew she was on her own

someday soon as I lay in bed
and take the last breath for which I am granted
she will take my hand and hold it tight
and then will I remember whenÂ…

her petite fingers slid out of my hand
as she walked away and her life began
I was there for her beginnings
A tear fell for she knew I was always there

03/19/2005

Author's Note: while I do not have children, nor probably ever will, I do at times reflect what a parent must feel...I hope I have captured that!

Posted on 03/19/2005
Copyright © 2024 Mark Maxey

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Shonda Creemer on 03/20/05 at 02:11 AM

You don't have to "father" children to be a father. One day... if your desire is great, no matter how ~ it will happen. Can't tell you how much this made me yearn for my chance at motherhood. An excellent write my friend. Excellent.

Posted by Maria Terezia Ferencz on 03/22/05 at 05:14 AM

you may not have choldren now but when you do you will certainly deserve them.....well written and right on target as to the feeling of having a child....sweet and sad at the same time

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