Daughter of my heart I adored you, trials of raising a strong-willed child
You taught me how to get through.
Sometimes you pushed me to the edge of my patience, I often wondered if I would ever get it right
From you I learned that being a parent brought joys that could not be rivaled by anything else
You and I had a routine where you would push the buttons and I would respond with the anticipated and orchestrated moves.
You would smile triumphantly, confident that you could count on me knowing my role in this family comedy/drama.
There were times when you made me angry, but there were also times when you made me smile with pure joy.
Through it all my love for you never wavered. It was never less than any child should expect from a father. Rest assured, that love will never die.
Do I miss you? Does a man miss a limb that has been severed when he tries to take a step? Does a singer miss his voice when he can no longer sing?
I miss you in ways I cannot even fully describe. Sometimes I hide it so that I do not cause your mom anymore sadness than she can bear.
You have always had my love, I never held back any part
Even though you are not the daughter of my blood
You are and will always be, the daughter of my heart.