MY DADDY'S IN THE MILITARY

FOR MY DADDY

My Daddy is in the Military

And he is far away,

I know my Mommy misses him

I see it every day.

I miss my Daddy too you see

For I am very small,

I need his hands to help me grow

And to help me stand up tall.

Although I am very little,

I miss the games we would play,

Bathtime, bedtime and any other time

In his very busy day.

I see the tears in Mommy’s eyes

The ones she tries to hide,

She takes my photo often,

And sends it to him with pride.

I know she needs my Daddy

To help her care for me,

And I really miss my Daddy –

I miss sitting on his knee.

There are lots of other Daddies

And lots of girls and boys

Who wait to be together

To play with all those toys.

But this Daddy is a special one

Because he’s mine you see,

And I know that somewhere far away

He also misses me.

He watches me on the computer

And I can see him too,

I put my hands out to him

And we play “Peek A Boo”.

He’s counting the days until he’s home

And holding us again,

Then we can share the laughter

Like sunshine after rain.

© Linda J. Vaughan

February 2006

Written for Avery Ryan Buchanan Jordan