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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required In my father's eyes, I'll always be his princess, No matter how old I've grown, he still sees His little girl, dancing across the invisible stage Before him. A living Cinderella in miniature form, whom Will never grow up, and thinks her dad is prince Charming, and the strongest man on earth. Cradling within this wondrous heart, is devotion’s Biggest fan, the man I call my father, he's protector, Comforter, and the everlasting image, of the perfect Man that I idolize. No wizard's wand or sword, holds more magic Than his tender words of wisdom, as I stroll Down the yellow brick road of life, I'm his Dorothy, and he is, the Wizard of my oz. Oh Papa, you've instilled the wonderment Of this world within me, and I know, no matter Where I roam, he shall always be a part Of me. You've always said, no matter how old I get That within thy heart, a princess remains, timeless, Ageless, as if Alice, hidden behind the looking glass, Peering through from wonderland, magical world. Perfection's cherished rose, whom never loses it's Petals, but blossoms nourished by loves fertile soil, That only a father's faith can provide. I'll always be his princess, no matter what bad Choices I may make in life, I know he'll pick me Up and smooth out the wrinkles in my velvet gown, Wiping away my tears, turning them instantly into diamond Shards, and letting me dance away again, clapping For this his darling princess. So let the musical waltz of life, play forever forward, As I lightly tip toe, across destiny’s ballroom floor. My dancing card remains eternally full, written within One name stands out, it is yours dearest sweet man. He is after all my prince charming, and I am His dearest little girl, and of coarse in his eyes Always his little princess. BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN
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