You are my father. My protector, My guide, You are the pillar That I know won't let me fall. You are the blood of my blood. You are my daughter. My baby, My pride, You are the reason That I try so hard. You are the blood of my blood. You are my father. The [...]
He was not the perfect glove she yearned for. Yet, somehow, he fit her well, And never let go of her hand.