Daddy’s Girls

Like a mafia boss
A father’s protection
Of his little girls
Knows no boundary
And the glow he hides
At his pride and joy
Shines through his eyes
They are the breeze
That blow him over
Like a feather
At their happiness
They are the sugar
That sweeten his life
And the sponges
That will learn from him
How to treat one another
What it is to respect
And the strength
Of a love unheard
But always seen

Debbie Gravett © 2021.02.23

FOWC: Glow
RDP: Mafia
Image by Michele Parent from Pixabay