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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I’m not her father, but she is my daughter I knew her when she was young, A small girl with a twirl Time went on we moved to the coast with the most, My bride and I as we said goodbye One day a bus arrived with this little princess fresh From a three day journey by bus made with no fuss Swollen feet and tired as could be, she lay on the couch And I realized then and there she was no slouch During those early days she would amaze and Watching her grow was quite a show The more she grew the more beautiful she had become Even if it felt like she was always on the run Her vivid imagination would have her end up Working at a gas station to my fascination Then one day she would announce out of the blue It’s time to live on her own and have a home A new job and boyfriend would ensue as she blossomed From princess to bride and I would profess my pride My princess now a little queen was far from done For she had a son that I could adore galore But life presents many ups and downs and even frowns Even for someone with a crown, as we all do, who knew A move here, a move there, yet she found her way to another day When revelations would arrive at home, my bride Would give me a glare and stare and say “and who do you think she got that from” I am not her father, but she is my daughter Now settled in a city nor far away, a wife, a mother But still my pretty little queen Andreas Simic©
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