A Valentine's Day Poem To My Daughter
I know I knew love for the first time when I saw your
Aunt Rachel
come home from the hospital after being born.
I know it because
that's my first memory.
Love, oh my!
I'm 50 years old and I think you've got a better grip on it than I do.
In some ways.
I love your father. I married him because
I wanted
to have you and Reed and I wanted you to have a good father.
You do.
When I married him, I thought that I had to be married in order to have kids.
I also thought that whoever I married would meet
not only my primary expectation (which was being a good father)
but would also meet my expectations
of being a good lover,
a good shoulder to cry on,
a good cook and clean-upper,
a good reader of my moods,
a good friend,
a good .....
And I thought that when I got married, all the rest of that was s'posed to happen.
I love your father.
I love that you and Reed are here.
I am SOOOOOOO glad you two came into my life and I'll never forget the moments
that you did.
Love, oh my!
Baby girl, sugar-foot, keep on rockin'. I gotcher back best I can
The love I've learned from you and your brother is
so special,
so intense, so
FREAKIN' selfish feelin' to me.
I wanna see your passport, and I wanna hug you.
Love, oh my!
Thanks for being my daughter.
Copyright © Nancy Jones | Year Posted 2014
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