She Could Say Poem by Christopher Hays

I awoke to him loudly screaming, in the early morning grey. She watched him trough her doorway and had not heard what he had to say. He knew he needed to leave he had to go away. His tears were falling, he could no longer hide, so much terrible sadness that he held deep inside.

Young tired unknowing eyes awoken by her father's scream. He found her looking his heart breaking her tears beginning to stream. The child ran from the house and past her mother, to him she ran in the early morning grey. with better sweet tears she looked up to him and smiled, because Daddy was the only thing she could say...

His heart beginning to pound, both his and the child's tears falling and splashing to the ground. They hugged and both cried together, in the early morning grey. The moment was lost as the little girl's mother took her, screaming go away. The mother placed the child in the house. The child ran to a window, her face pressed on the glass, she tried to be a quiet as a mouse...

Through the darkened window, the little girl heard no sound, she saw her mother push her father, stumbling he falls to the ground. As he rose, beginning to stand, he noticed the gun she held in her right hand. He wanted to move and began to step away. With a loud report, one bullet fired in the early morning grey...

I hit the floor, after a moment I got up, and stepped forward and opened my door. I saw and heard the woman scream what have i done, looking at the child and then at the gun. I found the little girl crying in the early grey. As her father began to die, the child with so many tears placed a kiss his check; because Daddy was the only thing she could say