When a Man Loves a Woman
Joyous cries then one look in your eyes
another beautiful child is born
God sprinkled a little fairy dust
that memorable early Sunday morn
hair of gold, a vision to behold
perfect playful smile with a dimple on her cheek
eyes open wide, full of passion, and sparkling blue
in my image, but incomparable and unique
When does a father know?
When will his love start to grow?
That first time you grasped my finger
never wanting to let go
The nights I patiently rocked you
is where it first began to show
All the lullabies and humming songs
The way you snuggled in my arms
How time was standing still
life could do to you no harm.
As you got a little older
our bond got pretty tight
playing games and holding hands
praying together every night.
I sit here now and smile,
remembering all those things we did
climbing trees, and water fights
I counted while you hid
I'm wrapped around your finger
would do anything that you choose
when you, my angel, graced my world
I gained a smile I couldn't lose
09/08/2015
Copyright © Tim Smith | Year Posted 2015
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