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.
Copyright © Michael Wambsgans | Year Posted 2007
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