For Beetle

Little girls

Wish upon stars

To always be daddy’s princess

But he runs, he leaves, and I never believe

That he ran away forever, he’ll never be back.

Mama, with her gentle heart

falls in love

With the man who pumps her gas

He tells her things

All pretty dreams

And builds a castle from the broken glass

I’m the princess

Only four years old

I never called him daddy

But his actions always told

That he was the daddy of my heart

And the daddy of my soul.

Too young, he passed

Beautiful but fragile heart

Broken and beaten body

His soul ascends

His memories blend

But he will always be

Beetle

My hearts Daddy

#only47yearsold

#restinpeacebeetle