Dear Bridge, the waters are troubled again
As he stood there, staring at his baby, the daughter he fathered
her eyes large circles of confusion, a mirror so deep into her soul
She looked at her Daddy in desperation, wondering, pleading
knowing he cannot leave her this way
Daddy always came to the rescue, she knew that from birth
there was no fall he did not witness, no scar he didn’t know about
this time will be no different, Daddy is always there for his daughter
He reached down onto the blanket where she lay, sick, confused,
afraid, tears rolling down her eyes, no appetite to eat, just pain,
he wrapped her in his arms, like he had done so many times before
With all his heart, all his might, he will be there for her
For when the waters are troubled, he will be her bridge
Hush little baby, you need not worry
BY MAH N MEKOLLE
Filed under: POETRY LOVERS CORNER
