Wish I had a daughter, just like you. One to come home to, whenever I feel blue. Someone to love, someone to care, Making my life much easier to bear. The apple of my eye, With a wonderful smile, And a twinkle in her eye, Seeing me thro' mile after mile. To every son, dad is his hero. To a daughter, dad's her first love. To every father, a son is his guardian. But a daughter is his mother, born to him again. Wish you were my daughter, a lovely angel, all of fifteen. Would love to watch you grow, from a princess to a queen. After all, being a father and daughter, is not by just blood. It's made of all those tiny little things, That are best left unsaid.
Random musings of a lonely soul