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Jun 2014
"Eight twenty in the evening as she placed her hand
in mine.
The thrill was so overcoming, we touched for the first time.
To look into her eyes, was she thinking the same as i?
Maybe too early to tell, but mine were never to
say goodbye.
We've grown together, trying to make special each day
followed by another day.
Although there were some that were hard to bare, but
we seem to put those aside with memories of the one's
that care.
I am now 64, and she's 42.
I just received a letter of how much she loves her Daddy.
As much as i love my Baby Girl too."
Micahel De Tomasso
Written by
Micahel De Tomasso  Lewisville, Texas
(Lewisville, Texas)   
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