Her Big Dad
A big, big man,
A little girl,
And, when they
dance,
She likes to
twirl,
In frilly dress,
With flow’rd lace,
A dimpled smile,
Upon her face,
So young she
dreams,
The fun she had,
In those strong
arms,
Of her big Dad!
Peter Lowell
Paulson
August 12, 2014
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