a sad dad's poem

[pispanero]

This is a beautiful poem. There is an appeal
from a Zimbabwean couple at the bottom of message,
not asking for anything more than that you pass the
poem on.
The husband wrote the poem.


TO MY CHILD
Just for this morning, I am going to smile when
I see your face and laugh when I feel like crying.
Just for this morning, I will let you choose
what you want to wear, and smile and say how perfect
it is.

Just for this morning, I am going to step over
the laundry and pick you up and take you to the park
to play.


Just for this morning, I will leave the dishes
in the sink, and let you teach me how to put that
puzzle of yours together.

Just for this afternoon, I will unplug the
telephone and keep the computer off, and sit with
you in the backyard and blow bubbles.


Just for this afternoon, I will not yell once,
not even a tiny grumble when you scream and whine
for the ice cream truck, and I will buy you one if
he comes by.


Just for this afternoon, I won't worry about
what you are
going to be when you grow up, or second guess
every decision I have made where you are concerned.


Just for this afternoon, I will let you help me
bake cookies, and I won't stand over you trying to
fix them.


Just for this afternoon, I will take us to
McDonald's and buy us both a Happy Meal so you can
have both toys.


Just for this evening, I will hold you in my
arms and tell you a story about how you were born
and how much I love you.


Just for this evening, I will let you splash in
the tub and not get angry.


Just for this evening, I will let you stay up
late while we sit on the porch and count all the
stars.


Just for this evening, I will snuggle beside you
for hours, and miss my favourite TV shows.


Just for this evening when I run my finger
through your hair as you pray, I will simply be
grateful that God has given me the greatest gift
ever given.


I will think about the mothers and fathers who
are searching for their missing children, the
mothers and fathers who are visiting their
children's graves instead of their bedrooms. The
mothers and fathers who are in hospital rooms
watching their children suffer senselessly and
screaming inside that little body


And when I kiss you goodnight I will hold you a
little
tighter, a little longer. It is then, that I
will thank God for you, and ask him for nothing,
except one more day.............

Hi! I am a 29-year-old father. My wife and I
have had a wonderful life together. God blessed us with a
child too. Our daughter's name is Rachel and she is
10 years old. Not long ago did the doctors detect
brain cancer in her little body. There is only one
way to save her and that is an operation. Sadly we don't have the
money for the operation. AOL and Zdnet (in
Zimbabwe) have agreed to help us. The only way they
can help is this: If you send this email to other
people BR AOL will track this email and count how
many people get it. Every person that opens this email and sends it to at least 3 people will give us 32c.(in Zimbabwe dollars)
Please help us