We are distant Yet close
And although you are one of the few I choose to love the most
You don’t know every detail of my life
And I love that about you
You see me as I wish I could see myself
I am and always will forever be your baby girl
It brings tears to my eyes to know that that unconditional love will always rain down on me
And shower me
Making me feel warmth and love that I know will last for years to come
No one could ever fill the place in my heart reserved for you
You are the only man I will always truly love
You not only created me but in your arms I was cradled
Surrounded by affection and profoundly tender moments
That I will treasure for as long as I live
You were one of the first of my many blessing in life
I will love and treasure you forever
Happy Fathers Day Daddy
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