Happy birthday, Dad. I’m sure your heavenly birthday is grand, but sure do wish we could celebrate together. Found this going through ‘old stuff’. I miss you everyday and know how lucky I am to have had you to call Daddy. Love you ❤
The first one to hold her it was love at first sight.
An instant spark of life. A moment when everything was just right.
Her first smile. She learned to walk.
She loved to laugh and boy could she talk!
Through the years he would watch her laugh and cry.
He would teach her many things and make her believe she could fly!
Whenever she wanted, she’d crawl into his lap.
They’d be together for hours while taking a nap.
In her eyes he was perfect. He could do no wrong.
She wanted to be just like him, wanted to dance to the same song.
He raised her well and now she’s growing up.
She’s becoming her own person. She drinks from her own cup.
Change and time has affected them both. The sky has no limit.
She wants to know everything and all that’s within it.
As their time together becomes more distant, it is the way life goes without fail.
But there will always be that Little Miss Muffet’s fairy tale.
There will always be the unconditional love and life with its fantastic swirl.
But wherever she may go, she will always be Daddy’s Little Girl.
Written by CAA 12.30.2000