My dad has always been my hero.
He’s stronger than any other dad, loves me more than I can know.
He’s given me my passion for Italian food and snow.
Though I’m grown and gone away, I’ll never be too old
for a hug and kiss, a helpful hand, a word on being bold.
I know that he believes in me, tells of my success,
And having his vote of confidence keeps me aiming for the best.
Thanks for teaching me to ride a bike, showing me how to ski, and demonstrating flips on the trampoline. You’ve taught me financial stability and frugality, but above all you’ve taught me to trust God. I could go on for hours of all the wonderful “daddy memories” I keep stored in my mind’s treasure box–a blessing I’m increasingly thankful for over the years.
I love you and I’ll always be your little girl.