His mark on her life
was made the moment she
was born.
He was the first to hold
her hand,
wipe away her tears and
hold to hold her when she cried.
With every step, first and second, he
was there to see.
Her first smile was for him to see,
her first word was his name.
He held her hand for
moment on he
day she was born,
but his heart she
captured forever.
Through the years, she
grew to become
a woman
he could be proud of.
She longed to
make him proud of her
each and every
day.
He was her first love,
and her very first
hero.
Every man who comes
into her life,
won't compare to him.
Some will try
not many will succeed.
He is capturer of the monsters under
the bed,
the killer of spiders and
the one she will
always look to,
when the world seems scary
and dark.
Every day is one more day
she gets to call him
Dad.
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