Clouds in the Sky

by Charlotte Mann
(Deatsville, Alabama)

My Daddy was on the highest cloud in he sky that I could put him on as a child. I loved him so much and thought he could do no wrong. I never lived with my Daddy or my Mother for that matter. I lived with my Grandmother. My Daddy's mother. My Daddy would come to see me and sometimes spend the night. As soon I would see him I would start to cry. He thought something was wrong with me but I cried because I knew he was going to leave me.

As time went on he gradually started coming to see me less and less. In time he stop coming to see me. If I saw my Daddy, my grandmother would take me to see him at his Produce business. He worked all the time. My grandmother would always tell me don't bother your Daddy, he is busy. So in time, I just stop going to see him. As I got older I would see him on holidays. He remarried and had another little girl. You could tell he loved her so much. The love I craved and wanted so bad.

Since his death back in October of 2009, I have grieved so much for him. I wanted so much for him to love me like he loved my sister. I know he loved me, but it wasn't the same. Time over the years took away our precious time we could have had. I miss him dearly. Now he is really on the highest cloud in the sky. I love you Daddy.