To Papa's Girl-All My Lovely Children
Thank you for being you,
And for all the things I see you do;
Those precious hands I get to hold,
That keep Papas from growing old;
For every whisper that we share,
And secrets kept with Ted The Bear;
Tickling, giggling, hold on tight,
When braving bed without the light;
Take a ride on Papa's knee,
To new adventures that might be;
Special dreams I hope we'll find,
From inhibitions left behind;
All the things I wish I knew,
Bring less for me than loving you.
God Keep You close...
Your Papa
Copyright © Charlie Smith | Year Posted 2016
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