A Father's Love

She means the world to me,        

Imitating my steps,                  

My actions and even my words.      

 Every time her adorable smile,     

Makes my heart etch.

She loves school,                   

But saying goodbye is hard.          

  I then contemplate,                  

 A concerned father (with regard.) 

She has grown up so fast!   

Unbelievable it is to me,          

   This is the age where she,   would find herself and           

  Make her destiny.

So ideal right?                    

  But it does not end here,          

  Now she is a woman, makes her own decisions,

By par, has her own opinions

Now she inspires me ,                

  Strange but true.                     

 My tender little seedling   as grown,                        

   Into a fully nurtured tree

We never know how time flies by, do we?

But I'll always be her father,         

And she'd be my daughter;             

 Whatever it may be ...