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One day when my life made no sense…
I went through a life changing experience…

It was when I first saw her face…
My great big heart began to race…

It’s hard to, in words say…
Why she changed me this way…

What was and use to be, is no more…
As it were, my future came through the door…

I was certainly not the man I am now…
Why was this so different and how…

She came into my world as my angel…
So innocent, lovely and oh so fragile…

She was the best thing to happen to me…
And I can’t let her go as you can plainly see…

She is my very dream come true…
That helps me tell this story to you…

She is my fluttering butterfly…
So beautiful and the reason why…

I can’t go back to the motley days of my youth…
She keeps me older each day to tell the truth…

When the time comes to let her go…
Can I do it? I don’t think I’ll know…

Till the day comes when I should…
That I eat my pride and hide my mood…

I’ll see what my decision brings…
And let her flap her wings…

And leave me in sorrow to cry…
And worry no matter how hard I try…

Not to think or trouble my mind...
I know she will think of me in kind…

My dreams for her will soon definitely alter…
If you haven’t figured it out she’s my daughter…

And I’ll miss her…
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Contributed by oneir8dude on Sunday, 3rd September 2006 @ 01:18:31 AM in AEST
Topic: FamilyPoems





One day when my life made no sense…
I went through a life changing experience…

It was when I first saw her face…
My great big heart began to race…

It’s hard to, in words say…
Why she changed me this way…

What was and use to be, is no more…
As it were, my future came through the door…

I was certainly not the man I am now…
Why was this so different and how…

She came into my world as my angel…
So innocent, lovely and oh so fragile…

She was the best thing to happen to me…
And I can’t let her go as you can plainly see…

She is my very dream come true…
That helps me tell this story to you…

She is my fluttering butterfly…
So beautiful and the reason why…

I can’t go back to the motley days of my youth…
She keeps me older each day to tell the truth…

When the time comes to let her go…
Can I do it? I don’t think I’ll know…

Till the day comes when I should…
That I eat my pride and hide my mood…

I’ll see what my decision brings…
And let her flap her wings…

And leave me in sorrow to cry…
And worry no matter how hard I try…

Not to think or trouble my mind...
I know she will think of me in kind…

My dreams for her will soon definitely alter…
If you haven’t figured it out she’s my daughter…

And I’ll miss her…




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Re: Changes (User Rating: 1 )
by Skillz on Sunday, 3rd September 2006 @ 02:30:20 AM AEST
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So hard to watch they grow up and become their own...very well expressed and ty for sharing it. H&K


Re: Changes (User Rating: 1 )
by jerseysue on Sunday, 3rd September 2006 @ 10:01:01 AM AEST
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I have one of those too. My daughter is my life , more so since my husband, her dad passed away. It is going to be so hard when she goes to University in England next year. I don't know wether I will cope. The poem is realistic and so true of us all. Loved it. Sue x


Re: Changes (User Rating: 1 )
by Lionel on Sunday, 3rd September 2006 @ 07:50:47 PM AEST
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Excellent poem.... And, I know just what you mean. I have a wonderful daughter too.




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