The Love I Want.

You took her gently In your cradling arms And whispered in her ear. Her face lit up She blushed bright pink You kissed her forehead. "Papa?" I'd gaze at your face "Is that real love?" You chuckled your chuckle Picked me up in those arms And told me, "Yes." You made my life I searched and searched For that love. It couldn't compare To yours though Not even a little. The day you passed She wasn't the same That blush disappeared. Staring at a picture Her face brightened Your love forever trapped.