DADDY’S LITTLE GIRL
When I think of my hero, I think of you;
A little girl with no father, you came to my rescue.
A frightened little kid in a big scary world;
You were my protector and I was Daddy’s Little Girl.
Me and you dad, doing everything together;
Like talking on the CB and riding through all kinds of weather.
I remember, hiding the beer when the fuzz buster would sound;
Having a good time, we were the ties that bound.
Even when your real daughter came, you treated me the same;
I was so blessed to have you; I wish things would’ve changed.
I’ve disappointed you, worried you and I’ll never forget that;
If I had one wish, I’d take all the worries back.
You taught me to be strong and it gave me the strength of a log;
You said “never take any crap and always be there for the underdog.
To always put family first and protect the ones you love;
That it’s a cold world baby girl, so make sure you wear your gloves.
So please forgive me pop and let's close this long distance;
I’m on my way home daddy, and I need your assistance.
If something bad should happen and you were to die today;
I’d be a little girl lost again and never ever find my way.
Written for Brittany Oliver (a letter to her dad)