1991

July 29, 2008
By Stephanie Wilkey, Terre Haute, IN

Nineteen ninety one
The day of rainy sunshine
Bliss.

I never knew it
Never felt
That feel you wont
Forget.

Sitting silent
Watching love as
It sparkles through
The room.

That’s the day I grew
to love that man
That I call
"Dad".

Turning ten
I scratched my knee
You kissed it.
No more pain.

Now seventeen, I’m grown,
You’ll see,
But still your
Girl, the same.

And as I’ve grown
My mind has doused
Some things that
I’ll forget.

But the love that
Sparked inside my heart
In ninety-one
Stays lit.


The author's comments:
I wrote this for my father on his birthday. He's my hero, and he inspires me more than anyone I know. He's fantastic. Dad, this one's for you.

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on Aug. 29 2013 at 10:53 pm
Amanda_Marie GOLD, Ansonia, Connecticut
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Favorite Quote:
"You're not promised tomorrow, don't take it for granted"

this is BEAUTIFUL!!


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