First Angel - To My Loving Daughter I Chose This Poem Just For You. 1994/06/07 -18H00
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Anthony Charness
By far, one of the happiest days of my entire life
Was the day my first born daughter was born
The very first moment I looked at my newborn baby’s face
I knew we both had been blessed with Creation's overflowing gift of grace
When I walked out of the hospital for the first time, with my tiny angel from above
I could never imagine how rich and meaningful my life was going to become,
because of her presence and love
Today, she is now eighteen years old…
I sit and watch in quiet amazement, noticing her inner beauty and individuality,
have really started to unfold
Endless words would never capture the depth of my love for her
I dread missing her one day, and her no longer needing me, after she’s all grown up and mature
So I cling preciously to these present days that I still have with my little girl
The world is my oyster… and she is my shiniest pearl
Her shyness, love of animals, plants and music, and time alone…she’s just like me
I hope that her life will be as magical and precious, as any earth angels’ life can be
Watching the sunlight reflect from her hair, tan skin young eyes
I love it when she plays netball, shoots the ball and tries
For I know all those subtle little moments of her effort will indeed add up, you’ll see
They’ll add up to that incredible young woman, my daughter is most destined to be
Always remember “my little girl”, I love you so very much- probably more than you’ll ever know
I’m signing off from this poem, but remember, your Daddy will never, ever, let you go
I knew we both had been blessed with Creation's overflowing gift of grace
When I walked out of the hospital for the first time, with my tiny angel from above
I could never imagine how rich and meaningful my life was going to become,
because of her presence and love
Today, she is now eighteen years old…
I sit and watch in quiet amazement, noticing her inner beauty and individuality,
have really started to unfold
Endless words would never capture the depth of my love for her
I dread missing her one day, and her no longer needing me, after she’s all grown up and mature
So I cling preciously to these present days that I still have with my little girl
The world is my oyster… and she is my shiniest pearl
Her shyness, love of animals, plants and music, and time alone…she’s just like me
I hope that her life will be as magical and precious, as any earth angels’ life can be
Watching the sunlight reflect from her hair, tan skin young eyes
I love it when she plays netball, shoots the ball and tries
For I know all those subtle little moments of her effort will indeed add up, you’ll see
They’ll add up to that incredible young woman, my daughter is most destined to be
Always remember “my little girl”, I love you so very much- probably more than you’ll ever know
I’m signing off from this poem, but remember, your Daddy will never, ever, let you go
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