(1618-1657 / London / England)

Always Daddy's Little Girl

She was daddy's little girl
his very pride and joy
the first moment he saw her
he couldnt help but cry
from first bath
to first tooth
from first laugh
to the songs he used to sooth
he knew that she would always be
daddy's little girl
when she had a scrape on her knee
or had a bad dream
daddy was there to wipe her tears
and sing her back to sleep
No matter how old you get
or if you have kids of your own
you'll always be daddy's girl
no matter how much you have grown.

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Like the dark front of some Ethiopian queen, Vailed all ore with gems of red, blew, green, Whose ugly night seem'd masked with days skreen. a very fine poem. tony