By Robert L. House

You were a child made out of love. This one thing I can say.
I think it was Otis Redding, Sitting On The Dock Of The Bay.

I'll never forget that night you were conceived.
It was a cold rainy night I believe.

Your mom and I were so deeply in love.
I don't know what in the world we were thinking of.

The whole nine months I swore you were a boy.
I even went out and bought boy toys.

I was in the waiting room when you were born.
It was dead smack in the middle of a snowstorm.

Congratulations sir you have a daughter.
You can see her after we clean her up in some water.

When I first laid eyes on you I couldn't breathe.
Didn't wanna give you back to the nurse, I didn't wanna leave.

I can't believe it, I got a little girl.
That was the new beginning of my little world.

Brought you home to the place I made.
We had roaches at first but I sprayed and sprayed.

If I could, I'd do it all again.
The nighttime feedings, at 3am.

Finally back to sleep, I sang you a lullaby.
Now I'm up changing pampers an hour later I wanna cry.

You were just a busybody, you weren't a bad baby.
Now look at you now, you're quite a little lady.

I remember your first steps remember your first words.
Those were the sweetest words I ever heard.

Do you remember when I taught you how to ride a two-wheeler.
You had me running around the block like a Pittsburgh Steeler.

And the first time you made a shot and it went in.
I screamed so loud it shook the gym.

Your mom and I didn't work out as planned.
When you get older baby, I hope you'll understand.

It doesn't matter baby, dad ain't leaving.
I'll do everything I can for you till I stop breathing.

If you want the world I'll give you the world.
Anything for daddy's little girl.

Submitted By timeless

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