I Once Had a Daughter

I once had a daughter, after three boys,
Came To the world, with a squeaky little voice,
A handful she was, thru all the years,
She accounts for most of my white hairs,
For time now, she has not been talking to me,

Since her mother and I, no longer eye to eye see,

As the years pass by, who knows what awaits,
A day, a month, a year, only faith dictates,
Maybe to my headstone, she’ll talk after I die,
Although I’m doubting she’ll get a reply.

xxx

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