Any man can tell her she is beautiful.
You can see it in her face,
her curves those eyes,
that smile.
Any one can see that and tell her she is a knock out, hot or really sexy.
But when I tell little one she is beautiful
It comes from a different place.
Somewhere deeper.... so much deeper
It isnt just directed at the skin deep.
Its to her heart
her soul
her everything that captivates me.
And all of those things have made it so easy to feel what I do about her.
The way that she and only her can bring me to a standstill
Stop the rage and pain I feel inside.
Calm my head and make me feel so very good.
With just a good morning Daddy.
The way she can bring out the real smile and not the one I use to make the world think its all ok.
she is the only one that knows when I am down or upset, even before I know sometimes.
So when I tell you that you are beautiful
I mean it in the way no one else will ever see you..... the way I get to.
The complete you.
Magical beasts do exist, and thank you for reminding me of that each day I have you.
