I originally wrote the following in response to my dear Ela’s weekly 100 Word photo prompt “PLAY” challenge. I then decided I liked it enough to share with you here as well.
Please take some time to visit her site, where you will find intellect, soul, wit, and playful word-weaving that becomes even more impressive when you realize that English is her second (or maybe even third or fourth – the girl is insanely intelligent) language. As always, I hope you enjoy.
Why are you shouting so loud daddy?
Mommy’s not deaf, she can hear you, daddy.
Why do you yell at her so, daddy?
Why don’t you stop, and maybe rest awhile daddy?
She didn’t mean what she said daddy.
I’m sure she never wanted to hurt you daddy.
I KNOW she didn’t mean it, daddy, I just do.
I’m sure she still loves you best daddy.
I’m sure she’s only “kissing friends” with him, daddy.
I’m sure she will want you back, one day daddy.
Where are you going daddy?
Can I come too, daddy?
Can I daddy?
Now to be fair, today’s song did NOT come to mind until well after I had written these 100 words. That being said, I will STIIL be willing to shamelessly make use of it here and now…
Packed with emotion.
Thank you so much =]
The song you chose… the words you wrote… memories mix and mingle then with now… You got me t~
Sorry if it was too close to the bone, dear.
The poor child is too young for such angst, which makes this piece so emotional–heartbreaking. Compelling capture!
Tess, I fear that this is something none of us should ever have to experience, regardless the age, and as happens often it’s the person who’s unfazed (ie: not pictured), who is the catalyst for it all.
Your instinct to share this one is sound my friend
as you have written a fine piece, and worthy of a
showing on your Space.
Have a great weekend Troy :)
Much thanks Andro, I appreciate your support and encouragement =)
You are welcome my friend, and
do have a wonderful start to your week :)
Ouch. Empathy’s a terrible playmate when reading you.
As always, you are beautifully on the button when conveying emotion. :D
Can I make a t-shirt that says this dear? At the very least, it’ll be on the back jacket of my first novel, should that ever come ’round =)
You most certainly may make a t-shirt, although I doubt it’ll sell. ;)
Darn you t & darn you empathy….
I re-read it & now my face is leaking again!
You could use the t-shirt to blot those tears, you know. See? One buying customer already!
You wrote it all so vivid, heartbreaking and real… You have a gift.
Thank you for the post m’dear.
And thank you for the inspiration, darling >.<
Truly spoken through the innocent eyes of a child.
Thank you Kat =)