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A Letter to Daddy
-Anonymous
from the book ...I Never Saw Another Butterfly...:
A Collection of children's poems and drawings from the Terezin Concentration Camp


Momma told me to write to you today,
but I had no time. New children arrived
with the latest transport, and
I had to play with them.
I didnít notice time pass.


I live better these days.
I sleep on my own mattress on the floor,
so I will not fall down.
At least I donít have much work to fix up my bed,
and in the morning I see the sky from my window.


I was coughing a bit, but I donít want to get sick,
for I am happy when I can run in the courtyard.
Tonight there will be a gathering
like the ones at Scout camp in the summer.


We will sing songs we know,
a girl will play the accordion.
I know you wonder how we fare here,
and you would surely like to be with us now.


And something else, Daddy. Come soon
and have a more cheerful face!
When you are unhappy, Momma is sad,
and then I miss the sparkle in her eyes.


You promised to bring me books
because, truly, I have nothing to read.
So please, come tomorrow, right before dusk.
I will surely be grateful for this.


Now I must stop. Momma sends you her love.
I will rejoice when I hear your footsteps
in the hall. Until you are with us again,
I send you my greetings and kisses.


-Your faithful son.