Defined Daddy of mine

"Not like that sweety, let daddy
​show you how". Never a sweat from
​his labor of love, guiding words and
sunken brow.

​His face beyond my birthday candles 
smiling each year I'd see . Christmas
mornings I wake and waiting he'd be.
With daddy near, heartaches and tears 
don't stand a chance of getting the better of me.

​He never ceases to express his love and his care.
Butterflies around me and pretty flowers in my hair.

"A good girl you must remain to always be".
​words reminder whispered in small ears,
when naughty and needed, as he unknowingly
hovers over me.

​The ghosts in my dark bedroom he
​keeps at bay, my little hands in his,
​clasped together we pray. 

He sings to me till I fall in the fields of sleep,
softly counting those white clounds;
of bleating sheep.
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Each night he sits on the edge of my evenings cold bed. 
Him, I always count on to ease my minds most rested head.
The finest of fathers, even when seemingly gone and lovingly dead.






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