from daddy.

often times i sit and think

of what it will be like

to hear you laugh and carry on

and hold your gentle frame

now is such a time for me

to dream and wish alike

and think of how i'll love you more

but never just the same

perhaps you'll be an architect

a linguist or a vet

or make creative sight and sound

to capture everyone

i think you could be many things

all wonderful, and yet

the one thing you shall e'er remain:

my daughter and/or son