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So tiny, so perfect, so georgeous, my little girl.
How can anything so beautiful possibly be half of me?
MY name is on the birth certificate,
It’s in my pocket --- do you want to see??
I
Am
“FATHER”
I love you, I burp you, your giggling eyes enchant me,
As I bounce you on my knee,
I hear you first word. It can’t be!
It is! It is! It’s ME!!
I
Am
“DA-DA”
It’s your fourth Christmas, I’ve built you a doll’s house.
Took months, stuck it together with pieces of my heart,
And, I can actually see the funny side,
As you sit there and tear it apart!
I
Am
“DADDY”
For a decade, you believe I flew Spitfires,
Knocked out Ali in round eight,
Drove tanks in the Western Desert,
And that Elvis used to be my best mate!
I
Am
“GOD”
You don’t laugh anymore when I tickle you,
In fact, you’re more likely to burst into tears.
I’ve not changed – I’m still the same,
My only crime is to age fourteen years!
I
Am
“FATHA”
I’m an embarrassment, your personal free taxi,
I know nothing about teenagers at all,
I am a human cash machine,
Much better than that “Hole in the Wall”.
I
Am
“ONLY HIM”
You want me to “give you away”?
The most precious thing that I never possessed !
As long as you know, I’m still behind you’
Even though you’ve left to build your own nest.
I
Am
“DAD”
Beautiful daughter of my daughter,
You giggle with your eyes, just the same.
A quarter of you is me,
And, now I have a new name.
I
Am
“GRANDAD”
What’s with this new generation?
Why can’t I tire you out?
Why is it me that has to go and lay down,
After kicking a football about?
I
Am
“T’OWD MAN”
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