A Daddy and his Daughters
A daddy and his daughters,
Walking hand in hand;
Though he isn't always with them,
They say they understand.
When he's away at work or play,
The memory of him lingers;
The three girls smile because they know,
He's wrapped around their fingers.
A slight tilt of their sweet heads,
A smile, a lowered glance;
A hug and kiss and, "Daddy please?"
He doesn't stand a chance!
In later years he will recall,
With tenderness and love;
Three charming girls, with hands in his,
Three blessings from above.
Author unknown with adaptations by Anita
This week Project 52 brings you At Play as our theme.
I've thought about these pictures many times since I took them early this week.
They sort of make my eyes want to water
and my heart swell with love to nearly bursting ...
for the relationships my daughters have with their father
and the relationships he has with each of them.
While they all know that he would walk through fire for them,
it is moments such as this one on a weekday afternoon
when all the girls are at home with their dad
and can enjoy moments at play that make my heart swell.
Next around the circle is Leann. I'm looking forward to seeing what
kind of play is happening in Colorado this week!