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My Daughters

They are apart of me, they are apart of my wife, Who made the sacrifice and I give them my advice, Of who made the sacrifice; it is Christ. They make my heart beat fast, with happy tears, That comes from my eyes. They make me glad that I am their dad, Who is not sad or mad. They are apart of my body, but now they are all grown, They wave to me goodbye, to find a life of their own. My beautiful daughters, they have grown up so fine, They make me very proud, to know that they are my own, But they will never be alone, as long as I live, It is promised that they will be assured of Because God has promised me That He along has them on His throne With Christ by His side and they will always be alive With beauty, success, and direction at their fingertips, They are my daughters and will always be loved.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019




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Date: 9/3/2019 9:33:00 PM
I once read a father who shires daughters has his place in heaven, so is your place Julius, a lovely poem . . .
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Date: 4/3/2019 7:30:00 PM
A wonderful poem for your daughter. Thank you for sharing.
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Julius Lawrence
Date: 4/3/2019 7:37:00 PM
You are welcome John, you know how us fathers feel about our daughters. :)

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