A Poem For Your Daughter Novels & Stories

Her father's voice broke and as he goes sentimental. "Dad..." She couldn't help to utter as tears started to form in her eyes. "Do you remember when you read a poem to me about being a wonder kid way back when you're nine, Sunshine?" She smiled remembering that memory when she was a little kid. How could she forget that? She recited that poem in front of him when she was a little girl on Father's Day. She could still remember some parts of the line. The poem is about the traits of how a wonderful kid should act. It says a wonder kid should be always good, kind-hearted, never bad, have fear in God, and stuff like that. She could still remember what she told him after reciting the poem to him

Fiona took a deep breath and started to read the letter with careful emotion: "My Dearest Kaitlyn, As I sit down to pen this letter, my heart is heavy with the knowledge that time is a fleeting companion, and there are words, sentiments, and a father's love I wish to share with you before it slips away entirely. Above all else, I wish you good health and a life of stability, my precious daughter. Life's journey is unpredictable, and filled with both triumphs and regrets. My heart swells with a mix of pride and sorrow as I witness the remarkable resilience you've displayed. I must extend my sincerest apologies for any moments where I fell short as your father. It is a regret that weighs heavi

Burning money, we didn't have. My mother began draping her hand over his wide-set shoulders, patting his back, trying to soothe down his temper. "Eaton, my dear. Rethink this, please? She is useful to us, she helps us with Evan." How, my own mother seemed so detached when speaking of her only daughter, did its best to sting. I was no more than a mistake now, in her eyes. Something that she did and unfortunately, now could never get rid of.

Those were the words she had always used on me. Suri had been in a terrible mood lately because she was unable to attend school and was deeply humiliated. Worst of all, without school, where was she supposed to bully others or extort money? She stomped her foot and screamed, "Why won’t you give it to me?! If you can’t afford me, why did you even give birth to me?! You old hag, why don’t you just die? All the money in this house belongs to me!" Hearing her beloved daughter tell her to die, Mom nearly fainted from shock. She thought about all the humiliation she had endured begging for Suri’s schooling and all the money she had spent, only for this ungrateful child to curse her over allowance.

Cold , Lifeless without any fluctuations as if someone has just carved her out of a cold stone. " If - If only she wakes up once , I - I will tell her , That I love her just as much I love Lilian, she is my daughter, my own flesh , my love for Lilian can never outshine the love I have for her. Chelsea, father - daddy promises that he will treat you better Princess , just open your eyes once , just once . Please my little princess, I - I have already lost my one daughter ; I can't lose you too. I will treat you better I promise, please , please don't give up on your old man , just don't give up , I will do my best to repair the damage that woman has done to you . I can't change the past but I

and I became one for her. I always asked God.. why I didn't meet them..early in my life.. “Anastasia, my daughter, come here..“ dad called..holding my hands..bringing me near to the stage. “As a proud father of a daughter..I really wanted to thank god..for giving me such a Beautiful soul..like her...she had came to our life..and bring all happiness...all joyness with her..she had changed our dark..past..into a lighted one....so this one is for my daughter” mother came and joined him. The song started and they started dancing besides me..holding my hands..I smiled and followed their lead.. people started clapping their hands..giving a new rhythm to the song.

I am terrified. But I won't submit. Anger rises in me, overwhelming my fear, my pain, my panic. I am not planning to go with this man anywhere. I know he will drag me to his pack and lock me away, ripping me from my family forever. And I have no plans leaving them, mate or not. His tone is harsh, demanding me to yield, but I am my father's daughter. Always too proud, too stubborn, impossible to tame. My father always said that the wilderness lives in me, bringing storms and raging winds through my skin for the world to feel.

'Dear Father, By the time, you are reading this, I would have been gone. Don't worry about me and don't come here to try and get me, it's too dangerous. I am sorry for bringing shame to you, it was never my intention to do so. Please try to live your life stress free and worry free. Don't get into a fight with Jax, it's not worth it. Take care of yourself, I love you so much and I really hope I get to see you again. Your loving daughter

I sat beside a lake taking long breaths. I knew I couldn’t plead for my life again. This was beyond the goddess’ power and I’ve cheated death too many times. My hand moved over the small bump on my belly and tears fall down my cheeks. If I die, so do they. Would I ever know who they were, or do they become nothing since they were never born? “My daughter.” The velvety smooth poison nearly cracked my skull open and it made me smile. I wiped my tears away as I looked to the moon goddess. I wasn’t dead, at least not yet.

I said. "Do you want me to put a royal secure spell around a place of yours?" she asked, despondent. "Yes, and if you think I am asking for more, I cannot help it," I said. "I gave you a word; you can ask me or my blood whatever you need in the future, and we will help you," I say. If she is queen and so powerful, I am the same; maybe not a queen but yet powerful, I am the daughter of the moon.