His Little Girl
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She looks all moonspun
as fragile as butterfly wings
her joy dancing around her like confetti
she might as well been candlelight calling him home
mischief gamboling around her like a puppy
love falling in step beside her the rest of her life
but for now her feet pattering headlong to her Daddy
and he gave a shout of laughter thinking
Time is especially precious
in the hands of a child.
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~~~~©2018 Susan Williams
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