A Daddy From Heaven

Albint_Almuslima

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A Daddy From Heaven

Her hair up in a pony tail
Her favourite dress tied with a bow
Today was Daddy's Day at school
And she couldn't wait to go

But her mummy tried to tell her
That she probably should stay home
Why the kids might not understand
If she went to school alone

But she was not afraid
She knew just what to say
What to tell her classmates
On this Daddy's Day

But still her mother worried
For her to face this day alone
And that was why once again
She tried to keep her daughter home

But the little girl went to school
Eager to tell them all
About a dad she never sees
A dad who never calls

There were daddies along the back-wall
For everyone to meet
Children squirming impatiently
Anxious in their seats

One by one the teacher called
A student from the class
To introduce their daddy
As seconds slowly passed

At last the teacher called her name
Every child turned to stare
Each of them were searching
For a man who wasn't there

"Where's her daddy at?"
She heard a boy call out
"She probably doesn't have one,"
Another student dared to shout

And from somewhere near the back
She heard a daddy say
"Looks like another deadbeat dad,
Too busy to waste his day."

The words did not offend her
As she smiled at her friends
And looked back at her teacher
Who told her to begin

And with hands behind her back
Slowly she began to speak
And out from the mouth of a child
Came words incredibly unique

"My Daddy couldn't be here
Because he lives so far away
But I know he wishes he could
Be with me on this day

And though you cannot meet him
I wanted you to know
All about my daddy
And how much he loves me so

He loved to tell me stories
He taught me to ride my bike
He surprised me with pink roses
And taught me to fly a kite

We used to share fudge sundaes
And ice-cream in a cone
And though you cannot see him
I'm not standing all alone

'Cause my daddy's always with me
Even though we are apart
I know because he told me
He'll forever be here in my heart"

With that her little hand reached up
And lay across her chest
Feeling her own heartbeat
Beneath her favourite dress

And from somewhere in the crowd of dads
Her mother stood in tears
Proudly watching her daughter
Who was wise beyond her years

For she stood up for the love
Of a man not in her life
Doing what was best for her
Doing what was right

And when she dropped her hand back down
Staring straight into the crowd
She finished with a voice so soft
But its message clear and loud

"I love my daddy very much,
He's my shining star
And if he could he'd be here
But Heaven's just too far

But sometimes when I close my eyes
It's like he never went away."
And then she closed her eyes
And saw him there that day

And to her mother's amazement
She witnessed with surprise
A room full of daddies and children
All starting to close their eyes

Who knows what they saw before them
Who knows what they felt inside
Perhaps for merely a second
They saw him at her side

"I know you're with me Daddy,"
To the silence she called out
And what happened next made believers
Of those once filled with doubt

Not one in that room could explain it
For each of their eyes had been closed
But there placed on her desktop
Was a beautiful fragrant pink rose

And a child was blessed, if only a moment
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B
y the love of her shining bright star
And given the gift of believing
That Heaven is never too far
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alkathiri

As-Shafaa'i(Brother)
:salam2:

This is very sad....MashAllah...It shows the importance of fathers in the family..MashAllah

JazakAllah khair :shymuslima1:
 

visionusman

being content
It made me cry. Even though grown men don't cry for such reasons and old men at that. Or do they? I have a daughter and her mum won't let me see her. My little darling makes me cry all the time, even when I should be happy. Why is it so hard? Why can't I just learn to live with out her? I guess I'll never know, but worst of all I don't know how she is.
 

wannabe_muttaqi

A MUSLIM BROTHER
Jazakallahuma khair for the poem its too good......brother Visionusman patience is the key ......Inshallah Allah will bring her back to you one day.
 

Dogu_kizi

Junior Member
It made me cry. Even though grown men don't cry for such reasons and old men at that. Or do they? I have a daughter and her mum won't let me see her. My little darling makes me cry all the time, even when I should be happy. Why is it so hard? Why can't I just learn to live with out her? I guess I'll never know, but worst of all I don't know how she is.

:salam2: brother,I think man whether he`s mature or not can cry and not only for that reason above,even sometimes it can be for the reasons that don`t make women cry...because no matter who u are & how old u are,u have a human heart,which is great present of ALLAH SWT.
And that u miss and think of your daughter is really normal,I respect it,coz there are some men who really doesn`t care of their kids...unfortunately
I understand u,it`s tough,may ALLAH gives u sabr,I`m sure your daughter will love u,when she gets older inshaALLAH
 

dna1987

Muslim Guy
Doesn't the poem kinda give the father some qualities are REAL dead person cannot have in Islam?

eg:
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To the silence she called out
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If she really thinks her dad can hear her, isn't that committing a sin?

Sorry to be a kill joy. I enjoyed reading the poem.

Salam alaikum.
 

oumyaquine

Fière de ma religion
:hijabi: :salam2: salam dear sister, jazaka'Allah for your poem.It touched me so much that i couldn't stop my tears. I lost my daddy last year and i thought that i was healing my pain,but even if i'm already 31 I know now that i'll never miss him, never :ma: :ma: :ma:
 

alkathiri

As-Shafaa'i(Brother)
Sorry to be a kill joy. I enjoyed reading the poem.

Salam alaikum.

:salam2:

You kill it akhi....
Maybe u can take it not literally....:SMILY209:

Akhi visionusman, dont be sad...:)
Maybe when she has grown up , she will search for you...
 
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