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.
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