Daddy's Shirt
By Lurie
(I wrote this 2 years ago,when my daughter was 2 years old, sleeping with daddy's shirt bundled in her arms became a habit with her.) Her Daddy went to work at night, and she missed him so! She wished that she could go with him, but daddy, he said no. She cried herself to sleep at night and tried to calm her tears, by sleeping with her daddy's shirt, it helped to ease her fears. Each morning when she'd wake, she'd kiss and hug him tight, because she knew he'd go to work and daddy, he'd be gone all night. She'd wear his shirt when he was gone, she said it smelled like him, I love my daddy, she would say, and I really miss him! I know she loves her daddy! Me, well mommy doe's as well, and yes, I miss him in the night, more than words can tell. Written October 7th, 2001 © on Jan 07 2003 12:50 AM PST, Laura Daniels 18 • 0 • 8
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"(I wrote this 2 years ago,when my daughter was 2 years old, sleeping with daddy's shirt bundled in her arms became a habit with her.)..."