A crack trailed down
The center of my heart
When I saw my dad cry
As his world fell apart
I remember him sitting
On the living room floor
Crying as his wife told him
He can't see his kids anymore
I got down beside him
And hugged him so tight
Wishing that I could make
Every thing right
But mommy was leaving
And taking us along
So he told us he loved us
And said to be strong
I was nine years when my mom decided she didn't love him anymore and took my sister and I away, where we wouldn't see him for the next 9 months. We missed him so much. Although he let us know he was loving us every day, which I explained in a poem I wrote a long time ago called Road Signs.
My sister and I had always been daddy's girls so being torn away from our dad was absolute Hell. It wouldn't be until years down the road we would end up back in the house we grew up in.
Almost 6 years after, we're still under the same roof as him, and are happier than we've ever been.