father and daughter...

Seen my child on my bed
like the morning superfluously laid...
She the child opened my happiest book
And passed orders to keep me on tenterhooks!
I watched her playing in her instinctive ways...
Prayed to the Lord to keep her there, like a baby always!

But I know she would be a woman someday
And leave her home and me- her dad, so grimly gay!

She would one day  have her family the same

And by then... I would just be another photo-frame!


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