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Author: Nirvania Grey
Fiction Rated: T - English - Angst/General - Reviews: 3 - Published: 03-12-06 - Updated: 03-12-06 - id:2130811

Silence

Daddy silently packed up his things,
And moved away from our house.
All the while, I asked 'Why?' and cried.
Where were we going to live?
But he never answered to my tears.

Quietly, we moved into an apartment,
And, in silence Daddy set up my bed.
Sometimes I watched, seeing tears
Slipping down his cheeks in droplets.

Whenever Daddy cried, I asked why,
But he never said a word to me.
In the nights, I heard him mumbling,
Asking someone I didn't see questions.

I began to wonder where Mommy was,
And I asked Daddy over and over again.
Still, I was left with unanswered questions.
Finally, I started to scream and cry:

"Where's Mommy? Where is she?
Why won't you answer me, Daddy!
Where is she? Tell me, please!
Don't you love me anymore, Daddy?"

But he just stared at me with dead eyes.
I ran to my bedroom that night, sobbing,
And hid in the embrace of a dark corner.
The next day, Daddy came into my room,

Left a teddy bear on my bed, and left.
Running after him, I cried, "Daddy!"
He never turned, never paid me heed.
He walked out of the door, flowers in hand.

I followed him, hoping to find Mommy.
Daddy ended up in a graveyard,
And more questions sprang from my lips,
Questions my Daddy still never answered.
So, I silently followed him to a grave, tearfully.

Daddy kneeled in front of a new grave,
Silently he placed the flowers down on the dirt.
Sitting behind my weeping Daddy,
I read my Mommy's tombstone in tears.

But, I never said a word to my Daddy
As he silently turned to another new grave
That laid right beside my Mommy's.
More tears streamed down Daddy's face.

Raising a shaking hand to brush away the tears,
Daddy stared at the grave with a tombstone
That shared my very exact name.
Then I heard Daddy say, in such a soft voice:

"I'm sorry we fought that night, baby girl.
I'm sorry I was alway so quiet around you.
I'm sorry I never was able to voice to you
How much I cared, and how I really love you."



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