~Close To My Heart~
Smile
Smile, though your heart is aching
Smile, even though it's breaking
When there are clouds in the sky
You'll get by...
If you smile
With your fear and sorrow
Smile and maybe tomorrow
You'll find that life is still worthwhile
If you just...
Light up your face with gladness
Hide every trace of sadness
Although a tear may be ever so near
That's the time you must keep on trying
Smile, what's the use of crying
You'll find that life is still worthwhile
If you just...
Smile, though your heart is aching
Smile, even though it's breaking
When there are clouds in the sky
You'll get by...
If you smile
Through your fear and sorrow
Smile and maybe tomorrow
You'll find that life is still worthwhile
If you just smile...
That's the time you must keep on trying
Smile, what's the use of crying
You'll find that life is still worthwhile
If you just smile
Father and Daughter
If you leap awake in the mirror of a bad dream
And for a fraction of a second you can't remember where you are
Just open your window and follow your memory upstream
To the meadow in the mountain where we counted every falling star
I believe a light that shines on you will shine on you forever
And though I can’t guarantee there’s nothing scary hiding under your bed
I'm gonna stand guard like a postcard of a Golden Retriever
And never leave ‘til I leave you with a sweet dream in your bed
I'm gonna watch you shine
Gonna watch you grow
Gonna paint a sign
So you'll always know
As long as one and one is two
There could never be a father
Who loved his daughter more than I love you
It’s just like goin’ fishin’
You cast your line and hope you get a bite
But you don’t need to waste your time
Worryin’ about the market place
Try to help the human race
Struggling to survive its harshest night
I'm gonna watch you shine
Gonna watch you grow
Gonna paint a sign
So you'll always know
As long as one and one is two
There could never be a father
Who loved his daughter more than I love you
Hole in the Floor of Heaven
One day shy of eight years old
when grandma passed away
I was a broken hearted little boy
blowin' out that birthday cake
How I cried when the sky let go
with the cold and lonesome rain
momma smiled said, don't be sad child
grandma's watchin' you today
'Cause there's holes in the floor of heaven
and the tears are pouring down
that's how you know she's watchin'
wishin' she could be here now
And sometimes if you're lonely
just remember she can see
there's holes in the floor of heaven
and she's watchin' over you and me
Seasons come and seasons go
nothin' stays the same
I grew up, fell in love
met a girl who took my name
Year by year we made a life
in this sleepy little town
I thought we'd grow old together
Lord I sure do miss her now
But there's holes in the floor of heaven
and the tears are pouring down
that's how I know she's watchin'
wishin' she could be here now
and sometimes when I'm lonely
I remember she can see
there's holes in the floor of heaven
and she's watchin' over you and me
Well my little girl is twenty-three
I walk her down the aisle
it's a shame her mom can't be here now
to see her lovely smile
They throw the rice, I catch her eye
as the rain starts comin' down
she takes my hand says, daddy don't be sad
'cause I know momma's watchin' now
And there's holes in the floor of heaven
and the tears are pouring down
that's how you know she's watchin'
wishin' she could be here now
and sometimes when I'm lonely
I remember she can see
yes there's holes in the floor of heaven
and she's watchin' over you and me
watchin' over you and me
watchin' over you and me
watchin' over you and me...
My father didn't tell me how to live; he lived, and let me watch him do it.
~Clarence Budington Kelland
A truly rich man is one whose children run into his arms when his hands are empty.
~Author Unknown
A father is always making his baby into a little woman. And when she is a woman he turns her back again.
~Enid Bagnold
Sometimes the poorest man leaves his children the richest inheritance.
~Ruth E. Renkel
Old as she was, she still missed her daddy sometimes.
~Gloria Naylor
First Lesson
Phyllis McGinley
The first thing to remember about fathers is, they're men.
A girl has to keep it in mind.
They are dragon-seekers, bent on impossible rescues.
Scratch any father, you find
Someone chock-full of qualms and romantic terrors,
Believing change is a threat -
Like your first shoes with heel on, like your first bicycle
It took months to get.
Walk in strange woods, they warn you about the snakes there.
Climb and they fear you'll fall.
Books, angular looks, swimming in deep water -
Fathers mistrust them all.
Men are the worriers. It is difficult for them
To learn what they must learn:
How you have a journey to take and very likely,
For a while, will not return.
~I hope its not too late to return~
David Holt Webber
August 14, 1947-January 21, 2003
15 years is too short for a girl to have her daddy around. Watch over me, I still need you. I know you're there and I miss you more than anything.
This isn't supposed to happen. a girl's supposed to be able to grow up with her daddy around and be daddy's little girl until long after she's moved out. y did this have to happen and in the way it did? the suffering, the month in the ICU, his mind going the last few days, it was all hell. i thought he was getting better, that i'd be at the easter vigil next year. i'm glad i had at least those 3 weeks of being able to talk to him but thats not long enough. eternity isn't long enough. i need him, more than i'm letting people know. u know, i am the first thing he remembered after waking up, i knew he was talking to me! my mom, the nurse no one believed me. i can read lips just enough to read what he said, "i don't want to die" u know how much strength it took to stand ther and not be able to hug him because of all the tubes and the germs and all that hell! and now after crying for an hour straight that day i can't bring myself to cry, it would be so much easier if i can, and the idea of me crying myself out is complete shit! i haven't let myself, not in public. the first day he was in the ICU, i couldn't cry because my mom was there. i had to be alone iwith my dad when he was sick to cry, i couldn't even a have a nurse there. how pitiful is that! i didn't cry at the viewing, couldn't, my brothers were there, my grandmother, my aunt and cousin all were crying, but i couldn't. not at the funeral. my friends and cheerleading squad were all balling, my friends passed a fucking box of tissues down the row! but i couldn't cry. not at the grave site, not after. my aunt cryed after the play, i almost did but couldn't. 4 months, 4 god forsaken fucking months, not one tear, ever! what is wrong with me! i ball when they told me they were splitting up but not when my mom got the call at 11:30 that tuesday night. hell couldn't be worse than sitting here typing how i've felt for months and haven't told anyone and not being able to cry makes it worse. do u have any idea how it feels to have to think about a wedding day without ur dad there to walk u down the aisle? jenna was talking the otherday and not even noticing says something about how crappy it would be to not have ur dad there, all i could say was i don't want to think about it. and i don't. i've had 2 people offer their fathers and i've thought of my uncle, but i want my daddy. i felt more like daddy's girl after he moved out than ever before. u don't notice how much u need them or how much they mean to u until they're gone. so a word of advice; never take someone for grant-it, u never know when they'll go away forever. I miss him more than anything, and what i'd give to get him back . . .
"There's a new world somewhere they call the promised land, And I'll be there someday if you will hold my hand. I still need you there beside me, no matter what I do, For I know I'll never find another you. It's a long, long journey, so stay by my side.When I walk through the storm, you'll be my guide. I could search the whole world over until my life is through,But I know I'll never find another you."
If Only
if only we could turn back the sands of time
take us back to the days of innocence and joy
back to the days of sandcastles and barbie dolls
Puppy love and paint "fights" on a beautiful summer day.
if only we could turn back the hands of time
even if it was just to say "i'm sorry"
more importantly, to just say "i love you, i miss you, i need you"
but for you to see me this way would only hurt you more
If only... turning back time wasn't so wrong!
we cannot revisit the past, but we can remember it
though at times you may have been difficult and mean, i loved you all the same
you my daddy and i your little girl
"if only you were here" you might say
you wouldn't miss my jr. or sr. prom, my wedding day
but don't worry daddy i know you'll be watching over me
because i am your little girl and you'd never let anything bad happen to me
you'll always be in my heart daddy,
i love you, i miss you, watch over me
~Mike Harding
Daddy's Day
Her hair tied up in a ponytail, her favorite dress tied in a bow.
Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go.
But her mommy tried to tell her that she probably should stay at home,
Why the kids might not understand if she went to school alone.
But she wasn't afraid; she knew just what to say,
what to tell her classmates on this Daddy's Day.
But still her mother worried for her to face this day alone,
And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home.
But the little girl went to school, eager to tell them all,
About a dad she never sees, a dad who never calls.
There were daddies along the wall in the back, for everyone to meet,
Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats.
One by one the teacher called a student from the class,
To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed.
At last the teacher called her name, every child turned to stare.
Each of them was searching for a man that wasn't there.
"Where's her daddy at?" she heard a boy call out.
"She probably doesn't have one" another student dared to shout.
And from somewhere near the back, she heard a daddy say,
"Looks like another deadbeat dad, too busy to waste his day."
The words didn't offend her, as she smiled at her friends,
And looked back at her teacher, who told her to begin.
And with hands behind her back, slowly she began to speak,
"My daddy couldn't be here because he lives so far away,
But I know he wishes he could be with me on this day.
And although you cannot meet him, I want you to know,
All about my daddy and how he loves me so.
He loved to tell me stories, he taught me to ride my bike.
He surprised me with pink roses, and taught me to fly a kite.
We used to share fudge sundaes and ice cream in a cone.
And though you cannot see him, I'm not standing here alone,
Cause my daddy's always with me, he'll forever be here in my heart."
With her little hand reached up and laid across her chest,
Feeling her own heartbeat, beneath her favorite dress.
And from somewhere in the crowd of dads, her mother stood in tears,
Proudly watching her daughter, who was wise beyond her years.
For she stood up for the love of a man not in her life,
Doing what was best for her, doing what was right.
And when she dropped her hand back down, staring straight into the crowd,
She finished with a voice so soft, but a message clear and loud.
"I love my daddy very much; he's my shining star.
And if he could, he'd be here, but heaven's just too far.
And sometimes when I close my eyes, it's like he never went away."
And then she closed her eyes and saw him there that day.
And to her mother's amazement, she witnessed with surprise,
A room full of daddies and children, all starting to close their eyes.
Who knows what they saw before them, who knows what they felt inside.
Perhaps for merely a second they saw him at her side.
"I know you're with me, Daddy," to the silence she called out.
And what happened next made believers of those once filled with doubt.
Not one in that room could explain it, for each of their eyes had been closed,
But there placed on her desktop was a beautiful fragrant pink rose.
And a child was blessed, if only for a moment, by the love of her bright shining star,
And given the gift of believing that heaven is never too far.
~Home~
