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This is for momma who lost her father Adolph at the tender age of 2.
My grandmother remarried and introduced my momma to a man who filled her world with love and tenderness.
He became her world and she became his.
To this day her eyes mist in remembrance of her Daddy Bruno.

Daddy Dumpling


She sits alone sometimes
Her mind on yesterdays
Her chubby cheeks a rosy glow
Her giggles rich and gay
She played marbles with boys
And hopscotch in the sun
Her daddy always gave in
When she cried I want one!
She loved her petticoats
Paper dolls and balloons
Bubbles blowing in the wind
And lazy afternoons

Shirley Temple was her star
One day she’d dance like her
She’d dress up in pearls
And wear expensive furs

The year was 1952
Green eyes full of pride
She made little mud cakes
And shared them with delight
Her treasure was her daddy
A man she claimed her own
He loved his little darling
His heart now carved in stone
He gifted her with pretty dresses
Dollys'and his love
She never felt so loved before
And thanked God up above!


A man that became daddy to her by chance and love of God

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