Dad's Sad Poem

Dad's Sad Poem
A sad Dads poem...

This is a beautiful poem. There is an appeal from a Zimbabwean couple at the bottom of message, not asking for anything more than that you hand the poem on.
The husband wrote the poem.


TO MY CHILD:
Just for this morning, I am going to smile when I see your face and
laugh when I feel like crying.Just for this morning, I will let you choose
what you want to wear, and smile and say how perfect it is.
Just for this morning, I am going to step over the laundry and pick you
up and take you to the park to play. Just for this morning, I will leave
the dishes in the sink, and let you teach me how to put that puzzle of yours
together.

Just for this afternoon, I will unplug the telephone and keep the
computer off, and sit with you in the backyard and blow bubbles.
Just for this afternoon, I will not yell once, not even a tiny
grumble when you scream and whine for the ice cream truck, and I will buy
you one if he comes by.

Just for this afternoon, I won't worry about what you are going
to be when you grow up, or second guess every decision I have made
where you are concerned. Just for this afternoon, I will let you help me
bake cookies, and won't stand over you trying to fix them.

Just for this afternoon, I will
take us to McDonald's and buy us
both a Happy Meal so you can have both toys.
Just for this evening, I will
hold you in my arms and tell you a story
about how you were born and how much I love you.

Just for this evening, I will let you splash in the tub and not
get angry. Just for this evening, I will let you stay up late while we sit
on the porch and count all the stars. just for this evening, I will snuggle
beside you for hours, and miss my favourite TV shows.


Just for this evening when I run my finger through your hair as
you pray, I will simply be grateful that God has given me the
greatest gift ever given. I will think about the mothers and fathers
who are searching for their missing children, the mothers and fathers
who are visiting their children's graves instead of their bedrooms. The mothers
and fathers who are in hospital rooms watching their children suffer
senselessly and screaming inside that little body.

And when I kiss you goodnight I will hold you a little tighter, a
little longer. It is then, that I will thank God for you, and ask him
for nothing, except one more day.............


Hi! I am a
29-year-old father. My wife and I have had a wonderful
life together. God blessed us with a child too. Our daughter's name is
Rachel and she is 10 years old. Not long ago did the doctors detect
brain cancer in her little body. There is only one way to save her and
that is an operation. Sadly we don't have the money for the operation.
AOL and Zdnet (in Zimbabwe) have agreed to help us. The only way they can
help is this: If you send this email to other people <> AOL will
track this email and count how
many people get it. Every person that opens
this email and sends it to at least 3 people will give us 32c.
(in
Zimbabwe dollars)
Please help us.

George Arlington
P.O. Box 233
Phone:+263(1)13 3589 or 2279
Victoria Falls
Fax:+263(1)13 2014 or cell 011405930
Zimbabwe
Email :