The Daughter
I looked her into her brown eyes and said, I love you,
just straightforward without any hesitation or reservation
I had sometimes taken to get to this point because
I had said this so many times before to other women.
My wife believed me, and when I come home telling
her I have fallen in love with the check-out girl at
the supermarket, she called me an idiot but knows
the girl is the daughter I never had.
No, do not feel said my reason for wanting a daughter
is that I don`t want a nurse to look after me when
I get really old. You see my vanity is considerable
I have had an operation in my eyes, wear no glasses.
The next is a hair transplant, I long for the days when
someone thinks I'm my son, but I still dream of
a compliant daughter, and I wonder if this makes me
an anti-feminist.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Such a Daddy's girl your daughter would be. Wunderdar..so unique.