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Her
hair was
up in a
pony
tail,
her
favorite
dress
tied
with a
bow.
Today
was
Daddy's
Day at
school,
and she
couldn't
wait to
go.

But her
mommy
tried to
tell
her,
that she
probably
should
stay
home.
Why the
kids
might
not
understand,
if she
went to
school
alone.

But she
was not
afraid;
she knew
just
what to
say.
What to
tell her
classmates
of why
he
wasn't
there
today.

But
still
her
mother
worried,
for her
to face
this day
alone.
And that
was
why once
again,
she
tried to
keep her
daughter
home.

But the
little
girl
went to
school
eager to
tell
them
all.
About a
dad she
never
sees a
dad who
never
calls.

There
were
daddies
along
the wall
in back,
for
everyone
to meet.
Children
squirming
impatiently,
anxious
in their
seats

One by
one the
teacher
called a
student
from the
class.
To
introduce
their
daddy,
as
seconds
slowly
passed.

At last
the
teacher
called
her
name,
every
child
turned
to
stare.
Each of
them was
searching,
a man
who
wasn't
there.

"Where's
her
daddy
at?" she
heard a
boy call
out.
"She
probably
doesn't
have
one,"
another
student
dared to
shout.

And from
somewhere
near the
back,
she
heard a
daddy
say,
"Looks
like
another
deadbeat
dad, too
busy to
waste
his
day."

The
words
did not
offend
her, as
she
smiled
up at
her Mom.
And
looked
back at
her
teacher,
who told
her to
go on.

And with
hands
behind
her
back,
slowly
she
began to
speak.
And out
from the
mouth of
a child,
came
words
incredibly
unique.

"My
Daddy
couldn't
be here,
because
he lives
so far
away.
But I
know he
wishes
he could
be,
since
this is
such a
special
day.

And
though
you
cannot
meet
him, I
wanted
you to
know.
All
about my
daddy,
and how
much he
loves me
so.

He loved
to tell
me
stories
he
taught
me to
ride my
bike. He
surprised
me with
pink
roses,
and
taught
me to
fly a
kite.

We used
to share
fudge
sundaes,
and ice
cream in
a cone.
And
though
you
cannot
see him.
I'm not
standing
here
alone.

"Cause
my
daddy's
always
with me,
even
though
we are
apart I
know
because
he told
me,
he'll
forever
be in my
heart"

With
that,
her
little
hand
reached
up, and
lay
across
her
chest.
Feeling
her own
heartbeat,
beneath
her
favorite
dress.

And from
somewhere
here in
the
crowd of
dads,
her
mother
stood in
tears.
Proudly
watching
her
daughter,
who was
wise
beyond
her
years..

For she
stood up
for the
love of
a man
not in
her
life.
Doing
what was
best for
her,
doing
what was
right.

And when
she
dropped
her hand
back
down,
staring
straight
into the
crowd.
She
finished
with a
voice so
soft,
but its
message
clear
and
loud.

"I love
my daddy
very
much,
he's my
shining
star.
And if
he
could,
he'd be
here,
but
heaven's
just too
far

You see
he was a
policeman
and died
just
this
past
year
When
airplanes
hit the
towers
and
taught
Americans
to fear.

But
sometimes
when I
close my
eyes,
it's
like he
never
went
away."
And
then she
closed
her
eyes,
and saw
him
there
that
day.

And to
her
mothers
amazement,
she
witnessed
with
surprise.
A room
full of
daddies
and
children,
all
starting
to close
their
eyes.

Who
knows
what
they saw
before
them,
who
knows
what
they
felt
inside.
Perhaps
for
merely a
second,
they saw
him at
her
side.

"I know
you're
with me
Daddy,"
to the
silence
she
called
out. And
what
happened
next
made
believers,
of those
once
filled
with
doubt.

Not one
in that
room
could
explain
it, for
each of
their
eyes had
been
closed.
But
there on
the desk
beside
her, was
a
fragrant
long-stemmed
pink
rose.

And a
child
was
blessed,
if only
for a
moment,
by the
love of
her
shining
star.
And
given
the gift
of
believing,
that
heaven
is never
too far.

They say
it takes
a minute
to find
a
special
person,
an hour
to
appreciate
them, a
day to
love
them,
but then
an
entire
life to
forget
them.

Send
this to
the
people
you'll
never
forget
and
remember
to send
it also
to the
person
that
sent it
to you.
It's a
short
message
to let
them
know
that
you'll
never
forget
them.

If you
don't
send it
to
anyone,
it means
you're
in a
hurry
and that
you've
forgotten
your
friends.

Take the
time...to
live and
! love.
Until
eternity.
God
bless
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Of:
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My Desk
Daisy's
Story



 



Daisy's
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