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Tuesday, May 1, 2012

My Father: The Secret Poet

I've learned over the past year that my father is a secret poet. He often writes my mother poems and sends them via email or leaves them around the house for her.  This is quite different from when my sister and I grew up where we often only saw the stoic traditional father figure who was rarely outwardly sentimental. On Valentine's Day my father sent this poem to my sister and I. My sister didn't know he had written it until I told her. She thought he got it off the internet. The secret is now out, dad! Here it is:

Love For My Daughters:

My beautiful daughters, I was blessed with two of you...
You will never know how proud I am of all the things you do.

You came into my world, so tiny and so small...
And I was in awe at the wonder of it all.

Then you placed your little hand in mine...
There was no denying, my heart was yours 'til the end of time.

I have watched you both throughout the years, laugh, cry and grow...
And it is difficult to know, that someday I will have to let you go.

I just can't imagine, a day of my life without you...
Because you're a part of me and my love for you is true.

So just remember, no matter how old you are or where you may be...
There's someone who needs you and loves you and that someone is me!

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