A dad with two daughters responds to a standard question.

Pick Me a Winner

"I feel sorry for you, dad," said she.
The words fell on his heart like lead.
He was surprised at how much he disliked
Hearing the words that she had said.

"Why would you feel sorry for me?"
His surprise evident in his voice
"Because you don't have any sons,
You've got daughters, you had no choice."

He looked at her, this gorgeous girl,
And he just leaned over and kissed her.
"I could not have asked for better kids
Than I got with you and your sister."

He smiled at her, the ways dads do,
This child he could not help but adore,
"You both are everything I've ever dreamt
You are all this and much, much more."

"I know that, dad, you always say that."
And she hugged him extra tight.
Then she looked at him with big brown eyes
And said, "But you still wanted sons, right?"

"Not any more," he said to his girl
"I know I will have them some day.
When you and your sister get married
I'll get me two sons that way."

"So my sons are sort of in your hands,"
He smiled again, and held her tight.
"So do me a favor and make a wise choice
And pick me a winner, all right?"

Poetry by Reilley
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Written on 2009-03-03 at 16:17

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Brian Oarr
This is a very touching piece ... hard to fight back tears.

melanie sue
love it! especially that final line....as a parent myself, i can really relate to this....i would like to give this to my oldest son because he wants to keep trying to get a " biological" son (he has an adopted son from his wife's previous relationship) and two beautiful biological daughters.....maybe it will help him view things differently.