i knew her when she was just a little kid
i knew her when she was still in daipers
i knew her when she was still in the garden
i've seen and watched her grow up
i've seen her cry
i've seen her laugh
i've seen her dance
i've seen her fall
i know when she is hungry
i know when she is angry
i know when she is happy
i know when she is enjoying
i remember her pretty face
i remember her pretty mouth
i remember her lyrical laugh
i remember her pretty smile
she is but a fine masterpiece
she is my precious gem
she is my all in all
but in truth
she is my daughter.
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