My Little Princess Poem by Wilfred Mellers

My Little Princess
Written by: Wilfred Mellers, Thursday, January 6,2011, @ 11: 33 AM

I just don't know her anymore
For my very heart and soul, she tore
I thought that I would've been there to watch her grow older
I use to once carry her on my shoulder

She was so beautiful that she would stop traffic
She and I were cut from the same fabric
She was her own worst critic
Everything she took so drastic

A drama queen like most little girls
She was my very own string of pearls
How she hated when we'd walk from her school
To be seen with me now would be too uncool

Picked her up from school when she felt sick
Yes she was the outsider and the maverick
Never she was the prudent skeptic
Her smile was never plastic

Told her back then in herself to believe
I suppose I was foolish and somewhat naive
Days of old truly magic
She was my music and I the lyric

Christmas we'd eat Achee, salt fish, and with fried dumplings
Boiling Easter eggs and carving up pumpkins
Tuesdays were the days for fish and chips
Ketchup and Tatar sauce we used as dips

The day came so tragic
Lost her love for reasons defying logic
In a dream, it came to me but I'm not psychic
So from there on she started to panic

She never fit into any click
She was always that outside chick
She once use to get so very carsick
She the beauty so classic

How sweet it was when she sang "Dreaming Of You"
Selena Quintanilla-Pérez and Shania Twain songs too
Each time I hear her voice as a baby I cried
Reaching out to her I've truly tried

When she was born I first held her in my arms
Sheltered and protected her from all life's harms
How I long to hold her once again
So these words I commit to pen

Thinking back to way back when
I shed a tear again and again
I cannot rescue her from the pain
So I sit a cuss the rain

Even though I had lost her mother
In front of her, I would never put another
I would have given her the world if I could
To erase her pain I'd give my life I would

Some fights you just can't win
She will no longer let me in
God knows how long has it been
Yes I took one too many on the chin

So looking back on yesteryear
It all seems now so very clear
On me, she can always depend
For her, I would do it all over again