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this by no means is anything equivalent to the works that are posted in here by the serious poets. I just wanted to post something to ...lighten the mood somewhat. I've been thinking of doing so for a while and it was recently mentioned elsewhere that that should be done in here, so.......

 

 

 

My Angel

 

Golden smiles and golden hair

she perches upon my knee.

Giggling, for she's in the lair

of the Tickle Monster (that's me.)

 

She laughs for me and sings a song;

the words are never quite right.

Who am I to say it's wrong

for her performance is quite a sight.

 

She lies sleeping now,

an angel in repose.

Guarding her dreams is Mr. Cow

the stuffed animal with no toes.

 

She is my greatest pride

my muse, my daughter, my friend.

My love for her I cannot hide

For I'll always be her Poppy, to the end.

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I liked this poem, Brute. :) It doesn't try to be anything forced, relying simply on the narrator's honest admiration for his daughter and the important role she plays in his life to relay it's message. Particularly touching are the references to narrator's personal life, such as "Mr. Cow" and playing the role of "Tickle Monster". All in all, it's a very uplifting and heartfelt ode.

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