Harry Astley David Jones

Do You See My Daddy - by Claire Thorpe

Do you see my Daddy?
Do you see him really?
Do you see him dying inside,
For the child he loved so dearly?

Or do you see him being strong,
An arm around my Mummy?
Do you see him cry at night,
Or is he trying to be funny?

He has to be a man,
Hold tight onto his tears,
He can't show you, or anybody,
His deepest, darkest fears.

He has to put on "The brave face"
So everything seems fine,
But trust me, deep inside him,
He's crying all the time.

He wanted to teach me football,
Play fighting on the floor,
He wanted to carry me in his arms,
To show off, and adore.

Instead he felt so useless,
As he sat by Mummy's side,
As she pushed me into the world,
And everyone, but me, cried.

So don't think he's not hurting,
And don't think it is wrong,
To give him a gentle cuddle.
Tell him he doesn't need to be strong.

Let him cry on your shoulder,
Because my Daddy's hurting too,
Everyone cuddles my Mummy.
My Daddy don't know what to do!

If I could kiss him and say,
"Hey, I look like you"
I love my Daddy so dearly.
Remember, he's a parent too.

His mates think, he's "Still one of the lads"
"Great", "Good fun", "Still him",
Sending their love to my Mummy,
He'll wink at them and grin.

But in his soul he's dying,
A missing piece is gone.
What about my Daddy?
He didn't do anything wrong!

Don't treat him like a leper,
Or without the softer touch,
Remember to treat them both the same,
For he loved me just as much!

Copyright of Claire Thorpe Marriot

Joanne Mum To Alex And Ciara

3 weeks ago

Born Asleep - by Unknown Author

“Born Asleep" - such a beautiful phrase,
Always touches me to the core.
The broken cries of a Father's heart
When it just can't take anymore.

I open my heart, one Parent to another,
So you never lose your hope,
That although it gets no easier,
I promise you'll learn to cope.

Remember your Angel is sleeping
In a world much kinder than ours
And will always be there to hold your hand
Even in your darkest hours.

My own little Angel will keep an eye,
And play with yours in their park.
But you must find your love and strength,
And feed your own little spark.

You'll never be alone my friend,
I will always understand.
If the tides loom up to swallow you,
Just reach out and grab my hand.
XX

Joanne Mum To Alex And Ciara

3 weeks ago

sweet dreams little man xxx

Aunty Bev

4 weeks ago