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My Little Girl
Author: Clive B Ringshall

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Today we spoke like never before,
Today I heard in you a girl now grown,
As we talked like apart we never are,
You’d say my name “daddy”
Just as you say it everyday,
Now at eleven you help me more,
With so many words that stick in my mind,
I vision my baby new,
A little girl who I love up to the sky and back and always have,
I vision you needing so much care in everything you do,
I see you in pictures now all grown,
Hard to sometimes believe you were so new,
That first time I held you in my arms so small,
I could do nothing but cry,
The first time I bathed you clean,
I asked your forgiveness for mistakes to come,
That first time I dressed you warm,
I talked to you for an hour or more,
Then all the days that followed I new you and I would be close,
Too much like your dad and that makes me proud,
Here you are now on the phone,
Still that little girl I love up to the sky and back,
Telling me you like the presents I sent,
As I listen to your caring voice,
I’m so warm inside you’re my little girl,
I tell you words that you know so well,
I love you up to the sky and back,
I’ll never forget those words Dad,
Why I ask,
Because you always say them to me ever since I was a little girl,

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Comments on this poem/writing:

J Freedom Long (151.203.70.227) -- Sunday, December 26 2004, 07:04 pm

Memorable

Always stirring me up with three grown daughters now...thanks Clive.....looking into their eyes when first born made me think something beyond us made this soul, and then to see our traits come out in them is special...the good traits. Love up to the sky and back ain't forgotten like many quality words and moments between a Dad and daughter....thanks for a wonderful poem, again. Jerry
Clive (67.42.132.212) -- Sunday, December 26 2004, 08:55 pm

Glad you liked

Thank You for comments that remind us both of the blessings we may not always see.
joyce ivy (68.19.179.139) -- Monday, December 27 2004, 07:01 pm

Clive

very beautiful poem as usual...it's very hard to think of them grown...thanks for sharing your heart again...joyce
Clive (67.42.132.212) -- Monday, December 27 2004, 10:01 pm

If I have it I'll share

My heart was made to share,
amy-lou (86.145.88.69) -- Thursday, June 4 2009, 02:44 pm

thanks

thankyou dad i am so proud of you xxxx love you up to the sky and back xxx
 
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