my fathers footsteps
Poetry for My Father
It hurts every time I think of you.
When I think of you, I see you in a dark place
of your own making.
I want you to stop hurting....
to know that it is OK to let go.
All the pain you endured you thought no
one saw.....what you didn't know was that
your little girl was walking behind you
tracing your steps walking the path that you
But that little girl grew up and instead of
walking behind you...she walked away from you.
She chose to heal and feel loved. Now instead of
hurting with your little girl...your little girl hurts for