she was Daddy’s
little Girl
i once held her
in my arms
but she does not
remember that
for she is grown now
making waves in her
own Seas now
as she sees it
she was Daddy’s
little girl
my world
and i cherished
her every breath
blink of the eye
and smile
oh those smiles
filled with a
drooling wonder
that i am forbidden
to speak about
for this now
embarrasses her
her eyes had a
twinkle
like the Stars of
Orion
such a sparkling
that captured any and
all
who happened to look
her way
like i did
every day
all day
it was heaven
she was Daddy’s
little Girl
my Angel
she may have had
wings
but i did not see
them
but i think she gave
them to me
for my Soul was a
flight
in her presence
and her presence in
my thoughts
as they are now
she was Daddy’s
little Girl
© 1 September 2013 :
william s. peters, sr.
inspired and written
in dedication to each of my 8 Daughters