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Alone


I watched you take your first steps across our kitchen floor. You smiled with a giggle I'd never heard before. You scared yourself a little, and shed a single tear. In no time, I'd picked you up and whispered, "I'm still here." Then training wheels and diapers were small things of the past, and monsters in your closet had also come to pass. But my fears only strengthened, my girl was growing fast. Until one day you said to me, "I'll always love you, Dad." And soon you entered high school a few years down the road, your smile and your eyes said how much you'd really grown. And then he came and found you to make your dear heart moan. You cried your pretty eyes out, but you still weren't alone. So now that you're in college, it's time I faced my fears; my baby girl has grown up, it's my turn for the tears. I'm looking back at our times; yeah, we made quite a pair, but now for once in your life, I won't be there.
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