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Iyas, twentyfourth birthday,after this day will depart
soon, at midnight, her birthday, is ready to start
Thats my little, girl
she means, to me the entire, whole, wide world
Since, the moment that she. Was. Born
i have felt, so blessed, so loved and warm
When i came home, from work, she use to hide behind the door, and be up
on top of the couch
then as soon as i walked, into the door, like a lionking, up on top of me, she would surprise me and she would pouch
No matter how long and challenging my work day
when i came home, to my little iya, i was loved and felt so great, when from here, i love you , daddy, she would so sweetly, so lovingly to me say
So in my lifetime, as i look back
i will always remember, my iya, my little girl, who would, be hidding behind, the front door, waiting patiently, for me to get home, and like a lioness, king, she would jump on me whenas soon as i came in the door, and jump into my arms, on the attack
Happy birthday, my iya, soon in a few hours more
you are always going to be. daddies little girl, but soon you will turn, TWENTYFOUR
By john d jungers
20. March. 2016
soon, at midnight, her birthday, is ready to start
Thats my little, girl
she means, to me the entire, whole, wide world
Since, the moment that she. Was. Born
i have felt, so blessed, so loved and warm
When i came home, from work, she use to hide behind the door, and be up
on top of the couch
then as soon as i walked, into the door, like a lionking, up on top of me, she would surprise me and she would pouch
No matter how long and challenging my work day
when i came home, to my little iya, i was loved and felt so great, when from here, i love you , daddy, she would so sweetly, so lovingly to me say
So in my lifetime, as i look back
i will always remember, my iya, my little girl, who would, be hidding behind, the front door, waiting patiently, for me to get home, and like a lioness, king, she would jump on me whenas soon as i came in the door, and jump into my arms, on the attack
Happy birthday, my iya, soon in a few hours more
you are always going to be. daddies little girl, but soon you will turn, TWENTYFOUR
By john d jungers
20. March. 2016
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Iyas twentyfourth birthday on march the twentyfirst
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