Love Poem: Coming To Papa
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Written by: L Milton Hankins

Coming To Papa

She comes to me with tear-stained eyes Snuggles close and gently sighs, “He said to me,” she whispered low, “I do not love you. I must go.” I put my arms around her, I held her tight. I told her he was probably not her kind A finer young man soon she would find “Another time, another place,” she agreed, I knew her heart was breaking, indeed. I put my arms around her, I held her tight. It was like when she was a little squirt Coming to papa when her heart was hurt, The joy of my life is being there for her My eyes welled up, my words were a blur. I put my arms around her, I held her tight.
FIRST PLACE WINNER written July 17, 2021 edited slightly July 18, 2021 especially for "I See Love" Poetry Contest sponsored by Mystic Rose Rose