You have been the pillowI lay my weary soul upon
As the sun sinksIt casts that silver bridgeAcross the lake
May your union be filled with loveAnnealed by passion Built on a strong foundation And tempered by time
I guess she was a life line Sewing our family fabric togetherFrom me to dad to herGave me a sense of continuity Especially when my daughter was bornAs she was slipping away
Fathers and daughters have a special bond. She is always daddy's little girl.
Just that sons and fathersAre like mirrors and daughters are soft
I'm the cover of a book,Whose pages are still being written
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