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May 2016
I walked into the house
And what did I see
The most beautiful three year old
looking back at me

She stole my heart
The first time that she spoke
She never gave it back to me
Trust this is no joke

Your mom and I got married
Exactly one year later
To have you as my daughter
Nothing could be greater

Running behind the bike
You seemed to go so fast
Watching you grow up
Surely was a blast

I instilled in you
Your love for classic rock
I really enjoyed the times
That we found to talk

Then you got married
To this guy named Joey
Gave two granddaughters
One Camryn, one Chloe

As I grow older
Through my fingers slipping the years
I'm proud of the woman you've become
It makes my eyes fill with tears

When my life is over
When I finally reach the end
I'll always be watching over you
On this you can depend
The Lunchtime Poet
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The Lunchtime Poet
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