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Jul 2013
At some point I tucked away
Somewhere in the back of my head
The idea that before I'm dead
I'll have a daughter
I'll be a father
I'll be forced to figure out how
Fragile this female creature can really be

I'll find all the time in my strength
To be one with her
To hug her head against my chest when she cries
To tell her everything is alright
At least she tried
Never stop trying
Nobody just hops on and
Rides a bike the very first time

It takes failure to finish things
It's the same reason I didn't add training wheels
A false sense of security that
Allows a leaning deviation from truth
You gotta grab life by the handlebars and
Hold on tight
Push one foot in front of the other

I will see in the offspring of her step
That she's come from me
Especially looking her up and down
At the end of the day
To find scraped knees
****** and still bleeding
From honest attempts to fly
She will claim I lied when I said
'It never hurts to try'
She will endlessly question and
Ask me why

I hope I have answers
I want to be able to tell her
Everything is was and is going to be ok
But I can't even say that today
How can I be sure
She won't have to live my life
In the very same way
I did

Every parents biggest fear is having their child turn out like they did
Living the same lies
Making the same mistakes
Never looking up
Tying themselves down to their frowns
Always shivering from trying to shake the sadness off
Taking too many ibuprofen for depression and
Never having that headache fully go away

But my daughter will be brighter
Than I ever was
She will love me unconditionally and
Accept my every flaw
She will call me daddy and break my heart
I want to teach her every good thing I know
But more than likely I will be the student and
The lesson will be love and
I will have remembered what it means to live life to the fullest

My daughter will work harder
Than I ever did and
She will put in half the effort
To get twice the result
She will do anything and everything she wants
Accomplishing admiration and acknowledgment
By simply existing and smiling

My daughter is the water and
I am the seed
I'm in need of her nectar
To change me from **** to flower
Her passion will be the rain

I have big plans for my daughter
But soon I will see she has
Even bigger plans for me
Rose Alley
Written by
Rose Alley  28/F/Englewood, CO
(28/F/Englewood, CO)   
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   Jemimah
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