My daughters- Engraved in my soul is the dreamer of dreams- Holding thoughts over rainbows- As I flow like a stream- Hearing my daughters as they are speaking though me- Now I am here-and in-this moment I am complete- They are the utter thought that drives my very day- The wisdom of virtue that makes me sings and makes me praise- The heavens that be, no matter what I foresee- My daughters are the light in which I can believe- And here in this moment- They will always understand that their father will thrive to be the best man- To raise them with a soft hand- To give them love and compassion when they need it the most- I will be their best friend-their father- and their coach- Brooklyn Dove-Cali Love-I love you- You can hear it in the crack of my throat-