Father And Daughter
Father and daughter spend some quiet time together in the living room Shining through the curtain is the sun And outside is the glorious afternoon
Archive for the 'Daughter poems' Category
My Daughter
We cannot raise the dead my daughter, Love again is far, Forage not in all the wreckage, dry your tears again So raise your head, my daughter
If a Daughter You Have
If a daughter you have, she’s the plague of your life, No peace shall you know, tho’ you’ve buried your wife, At twenty she mocks at the duty you taught her, O, what a plague is an obstinate daughter. Sighing and whining, Dying and pining, O, what a plague is an obstinate daughter. When scarce […]
