Daddy Take My Hand
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This is a digital reproduction of a page from my daughters paper album:
The poem reads:
Daddy take my hand
and caress it while I sleep
as you marvel at the wonder
that I am yours to keep.
Daddy take my hand
as you play your games with me
Patty-cake or So-Big,
whatever they may be.
Daddy take my hand
as I cease to want to crawl,
Steady my first steps,
making sure that I don’t fall.
Daddy take my hand,
help me write my ABC’s
teach me how to spell ‘I Love you’
and count my 123’s
Daddy take my hand,
for I think that I am ready
to ride a two wheel bike,
with you to hold me steady
Daddy take my hand,
help me reach the branch up high
climb the tree with me,
until we reach the sky.
Daddy take my hand
and teach me how to dance,
hold me in your arms,
while you still have the chance
Daddy take my hand,
let me introduce my date
I’ll tell you all about it,
we won’t be home too late
Daddy take my hand
as you walk me down the aisle
as you give my hand away,
Daddy try to smile.
Now Daddy don’t you cry
as our lives may seem to part
because Daddy you alone,
will always have my heart.
The journaling reads:
Daddy's request for this picture inspired
Mommy to write this poem for him.
Taking the picture presented a slight challenge
because you did not want to open your hand.
You were 3 weeks old and sound asleep.
Embelisments: ShabbyP_Kiwi_ChromeBrad
zazou_JeT'adore_burnedge (hearts)
The poem reads:
Daddy take my hand
and caress it while I sleep
as you marvel at the wonder
that I am yours to keep.
Daddy take my hand
as you play your games with me
Patty-cake or So-Big,
whatever they may be.
Daddy take my hand
as I cease to want to crawl,
Steady my first steps,
making sure that I don’t fall.
Daddy take my hand,
help me write my ABC’s
teach me how to spell ‘I Love you’
and count my 123’s
Daddy take my hand,
for I think that I am ready
to ride a two wheel bike,
with you to hold me steady
Daddy take my hand,
help me reach the branch up high
climb the tree with me,
until we reach the sky.
Daddy take my hand
and teach me how to dance,
hold me in your arms,
while you still have the chance
Daddy take my hand,
let me introduce my date
I’ll tell you all about it,
we won’t be home too late
Daddy take my hand
as you walk me down the aisle
as you give my hand away,
Daddy try to smile.
Now Daddy don’t you cry
as our lives may seem to part
because Daddy you alone,
will always have my heart.
The journaling reads:
Daddy's request for this picture inspired
Mommy to write this poem for him.
Taking the picture presented a slight challenge
because you did not want to open your hand.
You were 3 weeks old and sound asleep.
Embelisments: ShabbyP_Kiwi_ChromeBrad
zazou_JeT'adore_burnedge (hearts)

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