To Daddy, from Daughter

Daughter wrote me a poem last night.

When the clouds become dark,
And when the dog doesn’t bark,
I become very, very sad.
The only way
For me to be gay
is sunshine, a treat, and Dad.


Note: this poem comes from the innocent and loving heart of my Little Girl. Don’t twist it around (e.g. “gay”).

4 thoughts on “To Daddy, from Daughter

    • Yeah, I was quite impressed. I mean, the sentiment means the most to me, but her construction of it all was quite good. Kids are great when they surprise you in such ways. 🙂

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