My Daughter
I think of you on sunny daysSmiling, laughing all the while you play
but now I see that you're all grown
And from the nest you have flown
I hear from you every now and then
Can't wait till I hear from you again
I sit all alone here in the dark
Memories of us in Carmichael Park
Memories of you on the big kids swing
And listening to you as you sing
Your voice is always clear and true
Not hearing it makes me sad and blue
You're coming for the Holidays
I wish we could go outside and play
For you my Daughter will always be a part
Of your Daddy's aching heart
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