Daddy, oh Daddy

Daddy, oh Daddy

A Poem by Kelly Scheppers
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...a daughter's love for her father

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Daddy, Oh Daddy

 

 

 

 

Daddy, oh Daddy

i never knew

the sound of your voice

speaking my name,

reading me “Alice in Wonderland”

teaching me how

to say my prayers

 

Daddy, oh Daddy

all i have

is a dated smile

in black and white

childhood memories of days long gone

days long gone,

oh Daddy

 

Daddy, oh Daddy

can you see

the woman i’ve become

the little girl i used to be...

now too long gone

too long gone

oh Daddy.

 

 






 

© 2018 Kelly Scheppers


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Kay
Well written and said. Reminds me of my dad who I miss dearly! He may be gone but never forgotten. This poem says it all. Thank you for sharing!

Posted 4 Years Ago


Kelly Scheppers

4 Years Ago

I'm glad it spoke to you, Kay. Thank you!
Impossible for me to fully understand the depth of loss you describe here. You have touched my heart, and I count myself fortunate that my father, who I love dearly, is still as vibrant and alive at seventy one, as I remember he was when my sister and I were children.

I know the time will come, but I refuse to reflect on that moment, the thought is inconsolable.

Beccy.

Posted 5 Years Ago


Kelly Scheppers

5 Years Ago

It was an immeasurable loss, considering I was only six and vaguely remember anything about him. I .. read more
My dad was in the navy when I was small, and my mom divorced him because he was never around. She married another guy when I was three or four, and that one, I had no love for. He didn't like me, either.
He seemed to enjoy beating me. My dad would come on weekends, to take me with him to visit my grandma in Woodville (Hopkinton), Massachusetts, where I was truly happy. My grandma loved the Beatles (my mom hated them), and her favorite song was Yellow Submarine. She was a Ringo gal all the way, me gram.
My daddy died a couple of years ago from a brain hemmorage, and I'll miss him forever.
I wish you'd been able to know your daddy like I knew mine. So sad.

Posted 5 Years Ago


Kelly Scheppers

5 Years Ago

Thank you most kindly, Angel!
This makes me sad. All the longing children and missing parents makes for sunrises that are too dull. I always envied kids who had two loving, involved parents. An excellent poem.

Posted 5 Years Ago


Kelly Scheppers

5 Years Ago

I always envied friends who had both parents, too. It's a loss that continues to resonate through my.. read more
Lovely eulogy. I believe when folks die they still live in another existence, I think he's watching you as God works out his plans.

I hope you really did know your father, we humans are a mixture of deep relationships and experience, genetic heritage and to some extent, its expression is due to our behavior (epigenetics).

Posted 5 Years Ago


Kelly Scheppers

5 Years Ago

I wish with all my heart I did, too. Thank you, Christos!
Nice poem , loved it . Reminds me of my dad 😢

Posted 5 Years Ago


Kelly Scheppers

5 Years Ago

Thank you. That's good to know!
Great poem...this reminds me of a friend I knew years ago...I was talking to her dad on Facebook about a year ago and I asked him how his daughter was keeping (they'd moved away when she was small). He said he hadn't seen her since she was little as he'd got divorced and it had gotten pretty bitter and his daughter had turned against him..always wondered how it would have affected her not seeing her father and how it had affected him not knowing if she was married, had kids etc

Posted 5 Years Ago


Kelly Scheppers

5 Years Ago

My Dad died when I was very young, so I have very little of him, as far as memories go. I am cogniz.. read more
It is a special bond. I am so proud of my daughter, and I hope some if I've done my job right one of them will write something like this about me. Heartfelt and wonderful.

Posted 5 Years Ago


Kelly Scheppers

5 Years Ago

And I'm certain she is just as proud of you! Thank you, Crowley!
Reflective with such longing and respectful thoughts, yes, a loving daughter forever admires and looks up to the first very important man in her life!

Posted 5 Years Ago


Kelly Scheppers

5 Years Ago

A daughter's first love is her father, and every day I am still reminded of it. Thank you most kind.. read more
Simplicity sometimes is the most impactful in emotional imagery. Well done

Posted 5 Years Ago


Kelly Scheppers

5 Years Ago

Thank you, Lyn. Much appreciate the kindness of your words!

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Added on June 26, 2018
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Kelly Scheppers
Kelly Scheppers

San Diego, CA



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