Daddy used to take me to the park every saturday.
The happy ducks would call out to me
The playing children would beckon me
The pretty flowers enthralled me
The happy ducks were fat and fed
The orange glow of sun relaxed my exitement
A soft breeze soothes my bubbling happiness
As I skipped to the untouched swings
The orange glow of the sun illuminated his blond hair
My daddy stood behind and gently nudged me to push me foreward
My brown wisps of hair escaped the hat
The breeze became a wind
My daddy was my hero, my superman
Music filled my ears as he would laugh
And as the park cleared and sun began to set
He pulled me of the swings and said goodbye to the ducks
Music began to fade, as our prescence was silenced
My grim smile dulled my pale face
As cold wind stabbed at my skin
I would come back soon?
My grim smile faded and I felt anxious
As the wind picked up and I felt something bad
Daddy looked content
But I knew, I knew something was wrong
As the wind picked up I began to whimper
I turned to daddy as his grip around me tightened
Something was very wrong
It was getting dark
I turned to daddy as my vision was filled with a bright light
Something was wrong and somehing had happened
As I lay sprawled on the cold concrete with superman beside me
And tears fell while my eyes closed
Something was there
Waiting for my daddy
When we left the park last saturday
Daddy used to take me to the park
Waiting for my daddy in the park
Was angry, cruel death.
He stole my superman
from the park on saturday.
Angry cruel death tried to take me too,
but my mommy is a star in heaven
Mommy saved me from angry death
But she couldn't save Daddy
I forgive her
This format is called Pantoum and a dedication will be given to whoever can guess what the format is...?
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