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A poem written for my daughter |
| My darling Abigail An apple to my eye A gift to my soul From the moment you were born You filled my life with happiness When I hold you close I feel the warmth of your soul When I watch you play I see the wonderful women you will soon come to be You are my precious daughter A fathers pride and joy When I grasp your little hand I sense the bond between us My love for you is eternal Never ceasing or wavering in good times or bad You are my daughter Always and forever you shall always be Love always Your father Aaron |