In the quiet dawn, where dreams softly fade,
A fatherâs heart, with love, is gently laid.
He watches her grow, with pride and grace,
Her laughter, a melody, a bright embrace.
Through life’s storms and sunny skies,
He stands beside her, where true love lies.
His guiding hand, her beacon of light,
Together they journey, through day and night.
In whispered tales, and bedtime stories told,
Their bond is a treasure, more precious than gold.
A fatherâs wisdom, a daughterâs trust,
In this dance of life, both fair and just.
And as the years weave their intricate tale,
Their love remains strong, never to pale.
A father and daughter, in heart and soul,
United forever, making each other whole.