I remember it like it was yester-turn. A small girl no more than seven. I was walking with my father, and the bad men came. Daddy scooped me up in to his arms and I lost my dolly. "Daddy! Daddy my dolly! Please daddy go back I need her!" had i known then the words i spoke with tears brimming in my own eyes. How it broke his heart to ignore my pleading. Just to get me to safety. He held me tight despite me wiggling and writhing having a tantrum in his arms. "Daddy you don't love me, daddy why did you leave her?!" Her hair was made of yarn a yellow hue, and a ruddy white dress stained brown from constant play from a young girl. one button eye and one marked in with quill ink.

Gods how I wish I could have that doll...to cast my gaze over top her features, my sweet Anabel. I remember being angry, turns later when I went to find her only to find one small hand knit sock from Anabel's foot. I didn't know they were coming then. The bad men...I remember the primroses and how beautiful they were that time of year. I remember how mother used to sing songs of the dove and the branch of platinum. I wish I knew then what I do now.

I couldn't save you and i couldn't save me. I couldn't swim, i fell. I got scared and fell. I tried grabbing for you for anyone...but i caught the primrose....I watched you fall...I failed you daddy...I just hope you forgive me...i only wanted my Anabel. Stupid selfish me. I miss you daddy, cant you see...

I wish I could see you daddy, tell you I'm doing okay. I found a wonderful man to bond, my best friend. I hope you found mother daddy, do I still have her smile? Most of all remember me daddy, I hope I make you proud. I think you would approve of my change. How much I have grown. The man I love, he reminds me of you. Devoted, patient, kind. generous, and so many more things that I could ramble on for pages over. I hope you see me and cast your blessing upon me....Gods know that today, today daddy, I remember....