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Believe In Make Believe
I loved when she believed in make believe, she was my baby girl, grown up tonight, and moved on like a flash of light, she smiles over me, and asks if I had eaten, and if I’d lie, she’d see, I watched her crawl, and fall, daddy, she’d call, she would then walk, and talk, laughed when she would scrape her knee, oh God I miss when she believed in make believe, now there is a tear in my eye, and I’d try not to cry, she would make sure I’d feel good, and she always understood everything I’d teach, she’d play with her dolls and all her toys, she was my life’s joy, I miss those days, while she was growing up, I’d show her the ways, now as I lay in bed, she wipes my forehead, she would always be here, always near, just as I was for her, I could sense her fear, but she would make me happy during my last breath, and her face was the last image I would see, when approaching death.
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