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Aug 2010
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-

Daddy Loves You!
Written by
Richard Itskovich
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   Kirsten Autra
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