daddy’s little girl.
look at you, all grown up.
(ok, ok, you’re still only four years old)
but, i can still remember when i would
hold you in my arms and feed you
your little baby formula.
you would look up at me, and smile.
then you would hold onto my
pinky-finger while going to sleep.
i guess you wanted to make sure
daddy was still there.
when I married your mom,
it was actually you that had me wrapped
around your tiny little finger…
mija, que linda eres.
que nunca olvides que tu papi
te ama con todo su corazon.
siempre estare aqui para todo lo que
tu necesites en tu vida.
mira que grande estas.
mi angelita.
© Mauricio Rincon 2006
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