Jesyca
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Jesyca
A little girl full of life with so much love
for her papa. It was love at first sight
when papa laid eyes on her at her birth.
He was her nanny; papa never laid
her down but cradled her in his arms
until it was time to leave.
He was mama until she was two.
When he would correct her, he'd say,
"No, "Papa."
She was unbending and would repeat by saying,
"No," Mama."
He taught her to ride her first tricycle,
taught her to throw her first ball,
he helped her with homework when she started school.
Once in a while she'd call and asked,
"Papa would you come to school today
and have lunch with me."
and of course Papa couldn't never say no to his little girl.
Her first baseball game she played on,
was a t-ball team of all boys and one girl.
Of course, she outshined them all
and took home the winning game ball.
She has been playing in the All–Star Softball Team.
Now eight years old,
coaches are watching her to get her on their team.
By Eve Roper 9-10-2014
Copyright © Eve Roper | Year Posted 2014
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