A letter to my daughter
As I sit near you this day, Daughter I am only reminded of the day, When I first heard you cry, my unforgettable day, A pink, fair skinned, white queen you were born that day, You squeaked and twisted your little body in my hands, your first day, I saw you yawn and sleep without making any noise that fine day. Parenting was a challenge, I thought that day, You crawled and walked straight to me after a few day, When you first said “daddy” and hugged me, I was the happiest man that day, I felt proud to take you out for walks in our garden everyday, Our family trend of abhorring our neighbors, you puked on his face that funny day, I enjoyed all the little tricks that you did with your tender, little hands everyday. Those little drops of tears that I wiped off on your first school day, Is still fresh in my mind. You came back running and saying, it was a gay day, Merriment was not far away from me, when you topped the scores on your school day, You grew up to be a young lady one beautiful