Always

Honey-colored tresses
Once hung heavily
Spiraling around
A sweetened smile
Now darker
Shorter
Your baby blues
No longer blue
But ocean green
Deep are the depths
Dark and mysterious
A young woman
Teetering on the edge of adulthood
Different are you
Beautiful blossom
Yet so much heart of my heart
We bump heads
Bite our tongues
Bang our words
Hurling hate
Scarring our yesterdays
I will unconditionally love
No matter what you think
As a Father to a daughter
I will always be here...

(C)~Travis
3 November 2011