<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=542174" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Daughter’s Cry of Sorrow</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">This poem was written by my youngest child, Reichel when she was crowned Ms. Junior in their school some months after his father’s death. I found it in her study table beside her crown and bouquet as her fall asleep with tears in her eyes...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">August 16 was my husband’s birthday and August 6 was his death day. This is in memory of his 10th years death.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I don’t experience you kissing and hugging me when I was young<br>I know you are busy with what you are doing for our living<br>I know to you are sick not feeling well and that was annoying<br>I understand them all in my young mind and thinking.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">How I prayed to god as I grew up that someday you see me<br>Your sweet and lovely daughter, your replica they told me<br>I asked the lord that your eyes be lighted to all things again <br>To see my face and the merits I am getting like you had been.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Most of all I asked god to give you strength so I may feel<br>The warm hugs and sweet kisses I long to from you in real<br>But what a reverse from us he took you away forever<br>Sad lonely and dismayed, I cried in grief and mourned all day.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Why did you go and leave and did not see me, daddy? <br>I am asking the lord to return you back to me<br>I will be he happiest teen now if he will grant me<br>Though I want, he will not send you back to me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">All your sufferings and pains he wants you to be free<br>He wanted you to rest at the expense of my being lonely<br>My tears can’t stop falling, where are you now dear daddy? <br>Oh, I see you now in the clouds, looking waving to me<br>Daddyyyyyyy, you’re gone... you really leave your baby? <br>Oh my daddy, my dearest daddy, why did you leave me? <br>Goodbye daddy! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">(August 17,2009 at 1 pm Philippines)</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Jessie+Clarete+Bernabe+Cadsawan">Jessie Clarete Bernabe Cadsawan</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=542174" data-title="A Daughter’s Cry of Sorrow de Jessie Clarete Bernabe Cadsawan" data-description="This poem was written by my youngest child, Reichel when she was crowned Ms. Junior in their school some months after his father’s death. I found it in her study table beside her crown and bouquet as her fall asleep with tears in her eyes... Au..."></div> </div> </div>

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