Letting Go
(A Father’s Thoughts)

I remember
watching her play
arms stretched out as if she were grabbing the wind
spinning around
and around
until the dizzying effects took over her laughter
and she fell
I think she was probably five at the time

I smiled
for almost the entire day
thinking about that moment
while dreading this one
and I know
I should be proud
escorting her down the aisle
but each step I take
I realize I’m letting her go
giving her away
or whatever you want to call it

She looks so much like her mom
just beautiful . . . just flat out beautiful
even with that little fiery attitude
they both have
especially when I complained about how much this thing was costing me
yikes!
they got upset
but little did they know it was because I was avoiding this
she’s my baby girl
my daughter
my only child
and honestly I don’t want the world to see me cry
so yes I complained

(Deep breath)

Wow the aisle is so short
maybe if I slow down
she looks so happy though
and I can’t hold them back any longer . . . I love you little girl

Yeah.

your devotion and wonderful way with words is awesome... you're letting her go, but when she brings you're first grand-baby girl or boy to your arms, I can just see the love and happiness in your eyes, x3...

Beautiful Mig...

letting go is the hardest part. :)

Wow...sir...I have no words to explain...it literally took my heart away...you reminded me of my own father with this poem... Sir, it was beautiful...and I have a deep feeling of respect for you... Have a pleasant day, Sir.Hannah.
P.S. And I truly hope that this message reaches you,Sir.