Monday, February 5, 2018

Your Little Girl


Your Little Girl

The day your daughter is born
It is a very special day
You dream of frilly dresses
Endless giggles
Blonde curls on her shoulders
The prettiest blue eyes ever
And so many tea parties
But dreams rarely come true
That precious little girl
Will don ragged jeans and a tee
She will play in the mud
So thick that it will have to be blasted off
And the princess will be gone
No matter what
Muddy or frilly
She will be your little girl

And you will always be her Daddy
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