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The innocence of a child's loss
A chapter in the book Heart Cafted Poems - 2020
Daughter's Prayers
by JLR
When my little daughter asked, "Daddy, why are your eyes so red?" Little could I tell her it was from the tears all night I shed.
My little sweet child's innocence was staring right into my eyes. This look took all my grit to put a smile upon my face. I hugged her close and told her that the tears I shed were because mommy had gone to live with God.
Holding her close, with head nestled on my chest, I said, "Daughter dearest, mommy fought a long hard battle with cancer that wore her down, and GOD, you see, knew more than me that she simply needed rest."
She tilted her head up toward my chin, and with a sweet tender voice said, "Daddy, I knew mom was sick, she had lost all her hair, and it made me sad, and I was mad at God because it simply didn't seem fair."
I stroked her blond curls and I pulled her closer and said, "It was okay that you felt that way, and God understood you were just sad. Sometimes, our bodies play these dirty tricks and God does all that he can to guide the doctors with their plans. But in the end, God simply knew that her cure was not at hand, and that is why He made a place where she will be at peace and will be watching down at you every day while she is in eternal rest."
Finally, as my daughter relaxed, she said, "Daddy, I'm glad that mommy is no longer sick. I will tell God tonight, thank you and ask him to make my daddy no longer sad."
And with that thought, I pulled her ever more close to me and said, "Sweet daughter, your prayers make your Daddy glad."
Through the eyes of a child writing prompt entry
When my little daughter asked, "Daddy, why are your eyes so red?" Little could I tell her it was from the tears all night I shed.
My little sweet child's innocence was staring right into my eyes. This look took all my grit to put a smile upon my face. I hugged her close and told her that the tears I shed were because mommy had gone to live with God.
Holding her close, with head nestled on my chest, I said, "Daughter dearest, mommy fought a long hard battle with cancer that wore her down, and GOD, you see, knew more than me that she simply needed rest."
She tilted her head up toward my chin, and with a sweet tender voice said, "Daddy, I knew mom was sick, she had lost all her hair, and it made me sad, and I was mad at God because it simply didn't seem fair."
I stroked her blond curls and I pulled her closer and said, "It was okay that you felt that way, and God understood you were just sad. Sometimes, our bodies play these dirty tricks and God does all that he can to guide the doctors with their plans. But in the end, God simply knew that her cure was not at hand, and that is why He made a place where she will be at peace and will be watching down at you every day while she is in eternal rest."
Finally, as my daughter relaxed, she said, "Daddy, I'm glad that mommy is no longer sick. I will tell God tonight, thank you and ask him to make my daddy no longer sad."
And with that thought, I pulled her ever more close to me and said, "Sweet daughter, your prayers make your Daddy glad."
My little sweet child's innocence was staring right into my eyes. This look took all my grit to put a smile upon my face. I hugged her close and told her that the tears I shed were because mommy had gone to live with God.
Holding her close, with head nestled on my chest, I said, "Daughter dearest, mommy fought a long hard battle with cancer that wore her down, and GOD, you see, knew more than me that she simply needed rest."
She tilted her head up toward my chin, and with a sweet tender voice said, "Daddy, I knew mom was sick, she had lost all her hair, and it made me sad, and I was mad at God because it simply didn't seem fair."
I stroked her blond curls and I pulled her closer and said, "It was okay that you felt that way, and God understood you were just sad. Sometimes, our bodies play these dirty tricks and God does all that he can to guide the doctors with their plans. But in the end, God simply knew that her cure was not at hand, and that is why He made a place where she will be at peace and will be watching down at you every day while she is in eternal rest."
Finally, as my daughter relaxed, she said, "Daddy, I'm glad that mommy is no longer sick. I will tell God tonight, thank you and ask him to make my daddy no longer sad."
And with that thought, I pulled her ever more close to me and said, "Sweet daughter, your prayers make your Daddy glad."
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Writing Prompt Write a short story (100-500 words). The story must include a child's perspective of an object or situation. The story may be told from the viewpoint of the child, or an adult. |
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Through the eyes of child writing prompt - Fiction
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