Nolie has owned me
From the first time I saw her
She was minutes old
Holding her, crying
Knowing from that moment on
Her back is covered
I had no idea
What real emotion could be
Until she was born
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Six months old and she
Knows where my credit card is
Boy, I'm in trouble
Learning and growing
She was counting to twenty
before she was two.
Such a proud Daddy
Everyone must admire
She's the Golden Child
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Then comes the divorce
I am absolutely crushed
To be without her
But she cheers me up
The days that I am with her
She fills up my heart
And I recover
Learn to cherish Daddy Days
Not pine for what's lost
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Giving her music
She gets enough of Barney
With me, it's The Who
Also the Beatles
She sings Eleanor Rigby
Not missing a word
Hard to comprehend
How cool is a four year old
fan of King Crimson?
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Protective Daddy
Scaring crap out of people
No one dares touch her
I know that it's bad
If she can't fend for herself
But I can't help it.
What are Daddies for?
If not to smooth the way for
Their precious daughter?
Friday, June 12, 2009
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yours are always sweet
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not as kind as you
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