Daddys Little Girl
As a little girl she needs her Daddy, for many things, holding her tight, taking care of her scraped and bruised knees and arms, to wipe away her tears. To tell her all is right when she awakens frantic with the terrors of the night. Being the greatest mountain that rises in her heart and shows her how she might get back home when all else falls apart. Giving her the love that is her air, her everything. So diving deep or soaring high she will always find him there. No matter how old she is, she will always need daddy to be there.July 10th 2009
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