My First Daughter

An emphatic shout of "A Daughter" From the room could be heard! Not in April nor August, But on September the Third. The story began with The joining of two People, young and in love, Resulting in a beautiful you. Some men pray, hope and Yearn for a son. Holding you daughter, that first day, Joy in my life was easily outdone. I have watched you grow Over the last sixteen years, And I am unable to count the moments That have brought me joyous tears. Now before me stands an intelligent, Beautiful, loving young lass. I am overwhelmed as your proud father, My expectations, you have surely surpassed.