Well the time has come at last,
A lifelong dream fulfilled,
I will meet my biological father,
Be still my heart be still.
Tuesday December 21st at about 8.00 am,
I shall finally meet him face to face,
Be held within his arms,
I can think of no finer place.
32 years of mystery solved,
Finding answers and so much to share,
To put a face to that welcoming voice,
Finally knowing he does indeed care.
It's kind of childish I know,
But there's still a little girl inside,
Who longed to be in her real father's arms,
In a place so warm, she could hide.
My circle of life will be complete then,
No more questions, doubts or fears,
Only love and acceptance,
To make up for all those years.
Then new journeys will begin,
Journeys of knowledge and discovery,
My soul and heart now have their answers,
I can think of nothing more lovely.
It's the kind of girl I am,
Yes I was a daddy's girl,
Now I can be twice over,
My heart now spins and twirls.
I hope he's pleased with what he sees,
Sees and likes the person I am,
Hope he's proud to call me daughter,
Hope he's proud of what I am.
A loving lady, with loving ways,
Creative and musical too,
Generous and thoughtful through and through,
I hope he sees all this too.
I can hardly contain myself,
Tuesday will be filled with many emotions too,
A day that will go down in family history,
A magical and memorable day through and through.
So this poem is for you Dad,
Welcome to my home,
No more our hearts need wonder,
No more they'll need to roam.
What the inner voice says will NOT disappoint the hoping soul.
(Daughter of Mystery)