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| DADDYS' SWEETHEART I loved my daddy with all my heart I was his favorite, right from the start My sister and brother were older, you see They had each other and ignored little me My daddy would hold me, dry my tears And sooth away my deepest fears He'd tell me stories of days gone by As we lay in the hammock, watching the sky He taught me, oh so many things Like riding a bike and swinging on swings' When I was older, he taught me to drive Told me about the life and how to survive But the gift he gave me, I'm proudest of Was the best of all, the gift of love! (c) 2003 Beatrice Boyle Authors Comment, Though he has been gone for many years, I still feel his presence in my life. |
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