Dani
I love how it feels to be your Dad
Not just when you’re good but also when you’re bad.
I like the way you eat your sandwich from the center out.
I still love you when throw your fits and sometimes pout
I even like the way you snore
I adore… your little voice.
Your successes make me rejoice.
Being with you these last few years,
have filled my eyes with joyful tears.
…The way your footsteps sound against the floor.
I love… how your hair in the wind looks like silk.
…When you blow bubbles in your milk.
…When I read you hang on for every word.
…When you pray and include every name you’ve ever heard.
…For all of these and so much more.
I love… it when you hug my leg.
…When I say no and yet still you beg.
…That most days your favorite color isn’t red.
…The way you never seam to sleep on your bed.
Watching you grow makes my heart soar
By Robb A. Kopp
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