A Fathers Perspective

I was scared oh so scared Seeing my baby that way Her tiny little body Was all purple and grey My heart feared the worst I thought she was gone Down a dark corridor My mind had been drawn My heart became joyful When the doctor touched her feet A crying pink angel This proud papa would meet I waited to hold her A truly special day The cutest thing ever What else can I say Moments become years Special memories are made Ones that are important In my heart I've replayed Like watching musicals Nick naming her, Gal Sal My Christina would giggle Her daddy's little pal Her happy disposition Would always make me smile I treasured each moment Saved them in a mental file Like learning to ride a bike Needing to do it alone I loved the look of triumph When she did it on her own My little daughter growing Still daddy's little girl Her my special angel A treasure and a pearl My spirits had been low She went with me on a walk I felt so much better Christina let me talk She had become a woman Sensitive, wise and kind Within her heart a treasure My answer I would find Cruising down a river In China mile by mile Wishing for forever Yet it passed in just a while Still I can remember I really saw her that day Travelling on her own path She had found her special way Now today on her Wedding I could not be more proud There's special in her quiet She is strong although not loud I entrust her to Michael My most precious gift On the strong wings of prayer Together may God lift I wrote this poem using My wife Mary's, brother inlaw's memories. Today July 26th, 2014 is his daughter's wedding day. May God bless Christina and Mike's union.