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My Daddy

My Daddy was there from day one, so I would have two parents And know who my father was. My Daddy worked two jobs, so I would not know what it was like to grow up poor. My Daddy stood behind me when a bully came to intimidate, so I would learn to face a challenge. My Daddy comforted me when my husband told me that he wasn’t coming home again, ever. My Daddy was there for the birth of my son, my daughter and my grandchildren, so I would know that family comes first. My Daddy went to physical therapy for a month so he could walk me down the aisle on my wedding day. My Daddy is and will always be my Daddy.