Turn around only twice in her life... <br />Don't look when she rides her first bike... <br />And last, on her wedding day...turn <br />Away quickly after you've kissed her. <br />'What ifs' will haunt you, <br />So close your eyes... <br /> <br />Return to the family album, because <br />You can't remember that smile when <br />She held her first skates... <br />Only the bruises mama couldn't fix... <br />Only you. <br /> <br />You've got her first shoes...she has your <br />Feet. <br />You've got her heart...she has your eyes. <br />Got the prom dress she left behind... <br />In a quilt sewn by Aunt Emily. <br />The Cowardly Lion still exists for her... <br />You're her hero. <br /> <br />She caught a fish... <br />You fried the inch-long thing. <br />A boy came by... <br />You hated him. <br />First curlers...first fright. <br /> <br />Someone made daddys to watch over <br />Mothers <br />To watch over daughters.<br /><br />elysabeth faslund<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/daddy-36/
