'daughter'
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Thought: Letter To My Daughter
Do you trust me?
My child?
Do you believe me when I say I will always be there for you?
To hold every extended hand asking for a dance,
For guidance,
Dear Dad,
This is just to say
Last January, I was walking through sleet
Which seeped through the holes in my boots.
My feet had been numb for two miles.
Then, I thought about how much you loved me.
When I hear the song Sweet Caroline,
Carousel lights reflect off the sleepy river,
The dance floor is warm with people,
My father's hand warms my back,
He sways with a bounce in his step,
I'm sorry
Our culture has created an uncomfortable burden for you to tackle.
Born in a world where people automatically think less of youbecause of your
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