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Mar 2018
A precious gift sent straight to me,
   from Heaven's gates above;
Perfection formed in tiny hands,
   held daddy's heart with love.

Amazingly phenomenal,
   and perfect all in one;
She's always there within my heart,
   when every day is done.

She's growing up, yes FAR too fast,
   yet still she holds my world;
Not one could fill a heart so full,
   but daddy's little girl.

She knows for sure this one small thing,
   all though we've been apart;
My princess and my angel,
   still holds her daddy's heart.
No matter how old they get, those precious young'uns still hold their daddy's heart!
Kenny Whiting
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Kenny Whiting  Battle Creek, Mi
(Battle Creek, Mi)   
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