
When I was just a girl, you gave me wings to fly
You taught me to chase my wildest dreams, and shared stories beneath the sky
Those same wings would soon tell a story of a man who had once been my father
Edges battered from his lies, he was nothing but a charmer
He tore down the very dreams he once told me to chase
Now I’m left with memories of a dad I’d soon want to replace
Some days I find myself laying down gazing amongst the stars
Wishing God had dealt me a better hand of cards
Maybe then I’d find myself soaring like a dove
Sharing stories of how I achieved my wildest dreams with my fathers love
About the Creator
Leanna lane
Going by an alias, Im just a girl whose lived a crazy life and found peace in God, healed, and started a family and has been piece by piece getting my life back together. Not all pieces are current, but all are capsules of who I was or am.


Comments (2)
Aww, I feel for you. Excellent poem .
BEAUTIFUL