Edgard Canales P

(Nicaragua)

Spoke To Miya Yesterday


Spoke to Miya yesterday
We never talk,
So, I'm nervous
really don't know what to say.

To hear her little voice made me burst in tears
only God knows how much my angels
have eased my pain through the years.

But, this is too deep for her
she won't understand
just hope one day she can forgive her dad
for all those mistakes that hurt her and Nataly
On my long journey to become a man.

She told me about learning how to ride a bike,
how she played with Nataly and how they played outside
since then, I can't wipe the smile off my face.
Miya, You & Nataly always get me through the day.

Only spoke for a minute or two
but that's enough for me,
Just wanted to let you know,
how much DADDY LOVES YOU.

Submitted: Tuesday, December 14, 2010
Edited: Friday, July 22, 2011

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