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The Prodigal Daughter (Free verse) by Dovina
She asked her Daddy for a hug and a kiss
For she was off with a man in a van
Educated, working, enriched with skill
She knew her lifeâs pattern; her ethics were set
He wept as he held her and gave her a kiss
Said only heâd rather she not go like this
With a man in a van to search for a home
To look for the best little farm in the land
So she left with a plan, lots of hope and a man
Sat beside him gazing at houses and land
For six months they traveled, checked prices and work
Then settled in the hills of mid Tennessee
She invited her father to see how sheâd done
He came to the cornrows, tobacco, and cows
And walked in the forest that heated her home
He sat by her fire and said it was good
Seven years later she came groveling home
The farm a success, the house theyâd built cozy
But her man found another and left her alone
Now she came groping, her plan gone amok
Her father forgave her, took her back in
Now SHE cried when he hugged her and kissed
Still young and healthy, in search of a plan
Now she will ask him about each new man
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