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A little bundle cradled in Daddy’s arms, smiling sweetly, Daddy’s heart is melting. That’s my little Girl. Watching Sesame Street, giggling, laughing, Daddy’s beaming. That’s my little girl. Learning letters, colors, shapes, printing, Daddy’s amazed. That’s my little girl. She’s learning to drive. Daddy’s holding on, clutching tightly, mashing invisible brakes. That’s my little girl. What college should I go to, time’s flying, Daddy’s anxious. That’s my little girl. Pictures hanging round about, Daddy’s looking, sighing, with a tear in his eye. That’s my little girl. Looking at a picture made in fourth grade, displayed proudly on the refrigerator door, remembering lovingly. That’s my little girl. And there this picture prominently displayed resides to this day because…. That’s my little girl.