A father sits on the porch with flowers for his daughter
A bouquet of pretty red roses for a girl on her birthday
The perfect cake lays on the dining room table
Little do they know, dad elbowed an old lady in the face just to get it for his little girl
What does a 6 year old know of pain and violence
How tragic to know loss at such a young age
A father sits in his room on his daughters birthday and carves up old photographs
He cuts out the heads one by one
Rips them up, cuts them in half
Just like the family he has that\'s being ripped in two
By his own hands, his own words, his own actions
He looks at the girls that look just like him
Who knew that children could learn to hate so young?
A father sits at the table and waits for his daughter to return from school
He searched high and low, for the perfect gift
What do you get to show a daughter how much you love
What do you get for the daughter who isn\'t yours by blood but is yours in soul
He sits at the table with love and patience, just waiting for his daughter\'s smile
Who knew you could love a child so much that you didn\'t hold at birth?