by Bethany Brady

Created on: April 18, 2008

Time To Let Go

There were monsters you used to chase,
Your hands smoothed the hair from my face.
You'd lift a load without a sound,
You let me know you'd always be around.
I am your baby girl, I know,
But, it's time to let me go.

Come on, dad, it's leave to leave,
Being late is my pet peeve.
I'll be on my way to college now,
Gonna make you and momma proud.
This is hard for you, I know,
But, daddy, it's time to let go.

Some day, a young man will ask for my hand,
Like a nervous wreck, before you he'll stand.
The ring will be given, the plans will be made,
The church will be ready, the aisle runner laid.
And, finally, when it comes, that wedding day,
In my white dress, I'll stand before you and say:

"Come on, dad, it time to walk the aisle."
I know it's killing you, but you just smile.
You hold tightly to my trembling hand,
Then with a little smile, you give me to that man.
And with that little look, you let me know,
You've come to realize, it's time to let me go.

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