Dear Beau,
I’ve always thought some men are meant for daughters,
to soften edges, make hearts beat softer,
to keep their hands both strong and kind,
with open love that shapes her mind.
And you, yes you, were made for this,
for quiet strength and gentle bliss,
to raise a girl who’ll know her worth
before the world can name her first.
To show her love without a word,
in every action she’ll have heard
in patience, respect, in laughter too,
in simple, honest things you’ll do.
She’ll watch you close, she will see
the man you are so naturally
the way you’ll open doors with care,
dance in the kitchen like no one’s there.
The way you’ll laugh, the way you’ll tease,
the comfort found in moments like these,
the way you’ll call me just to say,
“Hey babe, I love and miss you” every day.
She’ll memorize the quiet parts,
the steady love, the tender starts,
the little things most pass right by
she’ll hold them close as years go by.
And when she grows and starts to seek
a love that’s strong, a love that’s deep,
she’ll search and search, but soon she’ll see
no one compares so easily.
For every standard she will choose
is shaped by all she learns from you,
a love so rare, so strong, so true,
it starts and ends right back with you.
Because you won’t just love her life,
you’ll show her how to love it right.
The way you are, so rare, so rad
is why you deserve to be a girl dad.
Written by, me🫶🏽
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📸: by the absolute best
@melissa.dayy @noface.media 
