Sunday, June 18, 2017

That little child


How the passing years are cruel
Reminding me of times gone by
A father with his little girl
On my knee, she was only three

Then when she was growing up
Our angel running, smiling now
As we explored where birds did sing
Wading streams just daughter and me

That little child was now a teen
With long legs going her own way
Bending rules with her impish grin
Texting friends at night till almost three

She has gone her own way now
But comes home again and again
Thankyou Dad for the way you were
You were the best one that could be

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5 comments:

  1. Time passing makes life so bittersweet. It's good to be thankful for the people in our lives that helped us on you way.

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  2. A very happy father's day to you sir :)

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