Tuesday, November 29, 2011

HE HELD HER by lily rabbit


He held her and she fit perfectly in his hands as he smiled like all the other dads. He was there when her little body couldn't stand the heat and every time she wanted to eat. He remembers her birthdate and that happy moment she held her head straight. Every day that passed, he caught on tape to have his memory stored just in case. He took her all over town, to show everyone that he was so proud. Twenty years later he's thought of by his daughter as she plays back those tapes to remember her deceased father. 

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