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Jun 2014
With heavy heart I watch my girl
Grow up before my eyes
Daddy dates and ice cream cones
Just can't compete with life

But every now and then I see
Her love for Dad's not just a memory
And I'm filled with hope that my little girl
Will give me one more twirl

With a butterfly kiss and a tuck into bed
She was always so carefree
Now school or boys or friends or work
Take her mind to other things

But I'll hold out hope that through life's ups and downs
Dad's love will touch her soul
And if it makes her feel just a little better
She'll give me one more twirl

We may never dance on a real dance floor
Or we might when she becomes a wife
But I'll dance with her in my heart every day
On the dance floor we call life

And I know the time is coming
When that last dance won't be mine
When the man of her dreams sweeps her off her feet
With the love of another kind

But I'll harbor hope that even then
The love of this dad for his girl
Will make her want--every now and then--
To give me just one more twirl
To all four of my girls.
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