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For my Daughter

Eternally Your's,
A Parent's Praise

I've watched you grow and blossom,
Since the first breath that you drew,
I've seen you at your very best,
And in your bad times, too.

Through time we grow much closer,
More than most it seems,
We share our special moments,
We also share our dreams.

Although, we've had some rough roads,
That we've had to face alone,
Somehow, we come together,
Until, our pain is gone.

You're more than just my daughter,
More than, just mere friend,
Much more than, just a part of me,
You are my true, Best Friend.

M. S. Madden
© September, 1995,
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