In Her Father’s Eyes

She learned to walk beneath his gaze, Through stumbling steps and sunny days. His hands held hers, both small and wide — A fortress built where dreams reside. He traced the sky to teach her stars, Named every light from Earth to Mars. And when her fears would start to grow, He’d whisper words she’d always know. A father’s love needs no grand show — It’s in the places shadows grow. A call at night, a steady hand — A quiet strength that helps her stand. She blooms like springtime, wild and free, But roots remain beneath the tree. Through storms and calm, her heart can see — He’ll always be her certainty. And though one day she’ll find her wings, He’ll smile at all her wanderings. For in her laughter, fierce and bright — He lives within her endless light.