The Truest Love

Wendy Porter-Ouellet By Wendy Porter-Ouellet, 7th Jun 2013 | Follow this author | RSS Feed
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A short poem I wrote to honour the love a father has for his little girl, his little princess, which I was to my own dad.

Fathers and Daughters

Her father called her Princess from the day that she was born
Such a sweltering mid-summer's night was chosen,
For the blessed event, complete with trumpeted horn
And in her father's memory, that date in time, was frozen.

In her father's eyes she was perfect, could do no wrong
He worshiped the ground she walked on, so petite, so fair was she
The mere presence of his Princess filled his heart with song
So thankful for the gift of her, he offered up a prayer

The Princess returned her father's deep love,
Knowing within how pure, how one-of-a-kind that love was,
Certain that no other, except from above,
Would last forever, heart, soul and mind.

There is no greater love on earth, than that of a parent for a child,
From where it comes is obviously and truly, heaven-sent.


Daughter, Father, Love

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author avatar Wendy Porter-Ouellet
Introducing, Wendy Ouellet, a young-at-heart woman who is a wife, a mother of four incredible kids, a former education assistant and now a stay-at-home writer. Many interests, skills and expertise.

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author avatar Jacuquelyn Gardner
7th Jun 2013 (#)

Such a beautiful write. The truth that you speak is well written in your words. Enjoyed reading thank you so much for sharing.

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