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Aug 2013
I thought it perfect when I heard you was coming..
I felt the sun beaming down and my heart started burning.
Burning for joy, excitement and all you'd be,
burning for the love I know I could bring.

Weeks went by and we searched for your name.
Oh my baby! we saw plenty, and our opinions' wasn't the same.
How excited, so excited I admit I was.
You was gonna give somewhere else to pour all my love.

I had so much to give to you, and you gave me reason for hope.
I wanted to thank God with a letter sealed in a envelope.
I know he knows all about me,
but see my baby I'm  writer and I wanted him to see.

See the words and feel the emotions that filled my soul.
So many words and emotions in the largest bowl.

Thank you, praise, joy, pleasure, so many words I wanted to say.
Then came the news on that dreadful heart breaking day.

I guess God needed another angel in heaven to be with him.
I guess he wanted something so pure, that this world they wasn't meant within.
Oh God how I tried to be strong,
But I was angry, because this was just wrong.

In my arms you was supposed to be,
in my life you held a magic key.
That key to my heart that now resides in your little hand.
When you see me baby girl, put in my chest and see all that I am.

I am a father who dreams of what you look like.
I am a father who hopes down here I can do right.
Just to get to you, and kiss your little cheek,
God I beg of you, for my heart just one little peek.

Please lord show me I'm not angry anymore.
Just a picture of her face, so in my mind and  heart I can store.

I bet you're so beautiful that If you asked Jesus he would show,
this heart broken father who only wants to know.
How you look, the color of your eyes and your hair,
just a glimpse maybe a piece of my heart can be repaired.

Tell your brother I haven't forgotten him.
For this is for you and I'll write him again.

Find your great grandpa and grandma and tell them
YOUR grandma misses them so much.
Her heart's been broken and it just might break with the slightest touch.

Give them all our love my baby girl,
and we long to be with you in your magical world.
Jesse Belcher
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Jesse Belcher
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