Still.
Rain but smiles abound.
A baby girl is brought into the world
placed into the arms of a tired yet
overjoyed mother.
A grinning father whose heart expands with
the precious love that he wishes
to give her
but he does not know
that his wish will not
come true.
Snow covers the rotten leaves.
Two sisters roll around while
giggling and shouting with glee.
Their parents stand beside each other,
hands intertwined, arms wrapped around,
and smiling with adoration.
They do not know that
this blissful moment
is fleeting.
The clock reads 2:11AM.
The door creaks open and her mother’s heels
click clack through the hallway.
The little girl feigns sleep as
the blanket is tucked in and a kiss is left behind.
Her eyes peek open for a glimpse
but there is
no one.
Just as she expected.
Her mother signs quickly
for she is ashamed.
Every form signed means a
bit
of
her
dignity
is lost.
Yet the little girl and her sister
pay no mind. For they feel as if
Christmas has come early.
Light floods the dark room.
A stranger is standing in the doorway.
The darkness is missed for
it was her companion
for the past fifteen years.
He approaches
and she steps back.
He steps back
and she approaches.
It’s a game of cat and mouse
continue to be played until finally
she stands still
as he walks
and embraces her
with adoration
hands intertwined
arms wrapped around
kisses on the cheek
and a confident
unfalteringly
unwavering
smile.
He is her Father
and she is no longer the little girl.