Forever Glorious

She stood before him three feet tall and proud,
To love her forever and always, he softly vowed,
And a smile reached on her face from ear to ear,
As he lifted her above him that night on the pier.

She kicked her legs and screamed to be put down,
But he held her high until she promised not to frown,
And never could anyone remember her bright blue eyes -
Ever being as bright as they'd been when she got her surprise.

The tree in the backyard, now had a little house on top,
Late at night under the stars - stories they'd swap,
Staying up late at night, watching the sky and the moon,
But morning would always come a bit too soon.

And the first time she rode her bike, after he took the training wheels,
She hit the pavement hard, let out a shattered squeal,
But he ran to her side, helped her back up onto her feet,
Wiped the tears off her dusty cheeks in the midsummer heat.

And when that little boy told her that girls were yucky and gross,
He sat with her on her bed, telling her that boys were jerks at most,
With a bucket of ice cream in one hand and her in the other one,
He'd hold her and rock her to sleep until the morning sun.

Daddy's little girl, with blonde hair and baby blue eyes,
What a shame she fell for all of your pathetic lies,
And now, standing five foot seven and holding strong,
She knows that you chose the place you belong.

But in the middle of the night, when you take your next hit,
Remember it's the life you chose and end this bull shit,
You will always be forever glorious to that little girl,
But she's now grown and knows she has to face this world.

-Jenna Elphick
May 10, 2007