Daddy, Where are you?

May 15, 2008
By Winnie Zhong, New York, NY

Daddy
Hold my hand like you did
When you were teaching me how to ride the bike
You promised me

Daddy
Wipe away my tears
When I fall on my knee
The way you used to

Daddy
Come back
Teach me how to cook like you did
And scold me when I do something wrong

Daddy!
You haven't taught me enough
I'm not grown yet
Why did you stop?
Daddy...


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