Daughter

pink tiny newborn, fragile wail, I watched you grow, a woman now-- don't move too far … … please? December 5, 2022 Bitesize Poem No 56 Poetry Contest Line Gauthier, sponsor

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Linda Alice Fowler

Date: 12/6/2022 8:02:00 AM

Sweet write David. Dad-daughter relationships are so precious. :)

David Bose
Date: 12/7/2022 5:09:00 AM

Thanks, Linda--yes, she's gone, but she'll always be a little girl climbing a tree or playing trombone.

Steven Young

Date: 12/5/2022 10:03:00 AM

Darn, this touched me. My youngest daughter is only a couple of hours away, now, and I'm so thankful, but even when she was far away, she was close. May your daughter never be far away :)

David Bose
Date: 12/5/2022 10:07:00 AM

Well, thank you. But she did move about eight hours away ... to NYC! But everything's fine, we'll manage. Thanks again--Dave