My Little Girl
What goes through your mind when you babble at me now?
I wish I could understand but I was never taught quite how.
do your word have different meanings or can you understand,
When I threaten”if you touch that, I swear I’ll slap your hand”?
Do you see me as your father or do you know I’m not your blood?
either way I hope you know my love for you is like a flood.
I know I get angry with you and you might not like me all the time,
But the things that I instill in you will someday make you shine.
I will be there to protect you from everything you fear,
and always be there to wipe away all of your tears.
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