The word forms behind my mouth,
Sending me into a fit of giggles
It dances on my tongue,
Warm.
Bubbly
I smile and say it again,
Daddy.
Suddenly, my nineteen years are forgotten.
I’m young and carefree.
I dance, spin, twirl across the room.
Look Daddy
Watch me spin,
Endless circles across the floor.
My tomboy-ish ways have disappeared.
I’ve dawned a dress, but no ordinary dress
It’s pink.
And it sways with my every move.
Watch me Daddy.
I spin and twirl, my dress going every which way
Laughing and moving,
My soul alive,
My heart exploding in joy.
A young girl set free.
Am I pretty Daddy?
The question hangs,
But I have no doubt of His answer.
Yes.
A beautiful princess
And my Daddy’s the King.
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