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My Little Girl

by Tony Whitaker

She smiled when she was born
a sheepish grin she has today
delivered in the morn
and she was blowing bubbles
as I stared
stunned in dismay

Such a happy and healthy baby
slept all night from the start
for a while I wondered maybe
did they switch baby’s chart

But she looks so much like me
with her walk and with her smile
she is the most precious thing, you see
she is my darling little child

Now she has grown and great looking
works so hard every day to come home to her pets
but I worry about her cooking
as she hasn’t asked me over yet

She is my little girl
Katrina is her name
I shall always love her
And proud of who she became


Author's Note: This one I wrote as I reflected back on the life of my darling little girl, Katrina. She is now 26, and though she dropped out of high school as an A student (long story), she went back and got her degree and has a great career in banking. I am very proud of her and her independence.

Posted on 12/21/2006
Copyright © 2021 Tony Whitaker

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Alisa Js on 02/21/07 at 07:16 AM

How very touching and beautiful, Tony... I bet your daughter would absolutely treasure this one as a gift. Signed, dated and framed.... forever... I know I would if my father were a writer. The letters I have from him are priceless.. aloha to you from this side of paradise...;-)

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