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A reflection on my father and I. |
| A kiss from the sun on a killer hot day Hot dog in hand, and shades on my brow My sunscreen is on, swimsuit for the bay Look at me – if my friends could see me now! No longer a babe in the swaddling clothes, I’m grown up now, with the body to show No stumbling walk, no more ribbons and bows With a date every night (tonite is Joe) But through it all, you have to remember My play in 3rd grade, my smile at ten The gleam in my eye every December What I wouldn’t give to have that again! Just a daddy and his plain little girl Who will always be his, despite the world |