Yerington People: Leanna Ogle-National Poetry Month: Yerington & Nevada Poetry
Since it's poetry month I thought I'd send you this. I can't rhyme my way out of a paper bag, so it is "free verse" This is me at a week old and my Dad, Elmo Giorgi
Daddy, Daddy Holding Baby Me
by Leanna M. Ogle
Daddy what do you see?
A Daughter; a precious gift from above.
A Daughter; a precious gift from above.
Daddy what will I be?
Sweet Girl, be anything you love.
Sweet Girl, be anything you love.
Daddy what is the future to me?
Child, do not fret, the future is not here yet.
Child, do not fret, the future is not here yet.
Daddy will you kiss a skinned knee?
Yes, Sad Little One, here’s a kiss for you to heal.
Yes, Sad Little One, here’s a kiss for you to heal.
Daddy, can you help me climb a tree?
Heart’s Desire, I would lift you as high as to the moon.
Heart’s Desire, I would lift you as high as to the moon.
Daddy, can you come to my party and have some tea?
My Blessing, such a celebration would be an honor to see.
My Blessing, such a celebration would be an honor to see.
Daddy, will you let me run so free?
Daughter of Mine, I wish to say no; but you’ll still go.
Daughter of Mine, I wish to say no; but you’ll still go.
Daughter, daughter what do you see?
My Loving Daddy holding me.
Dedicated to Elmo Giorgi, my daddy in heaven, who waits for me.My Loving Daddy holding me.
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