Daddy's Girl
I miss being daddy's little princess, when all my tears are wiped, when I can be carried around his shoulders, and when I am given amnesty over mom's wrath.
Now I have a daughter who loves to cry and cry and cry and a husband who hates her crying and crying and crying
Who easily gets mad when I am sentimental
But I'm a girl. I'm not a man. My strength is in my tears, it gives me resolve.
He does not understand. The more he makes fun of me about my tears, the more angry I get.
It's never a fairy tale when daddy is not around.
















