My Daughter

It’s been a year and my life has changed. I’m a father now. My daughter cries alot, and poops alot but she makes me happy,,, alot? Wouldn’t trade her for anything.
Children sure do make life more complicated. She’s mine, my wife and I made her. I just never knew that protecting your child ment not letting others have her. Why do people want my daughter? Can’t they make their own? Orphanages pack with the unfortunate. Big Brothers, Big Sisters. Boy and Girl Scouts. Why reach for my only offspring? I am capable and willing to give whatever she wants to make her happy.
Let me alone. Leave us be. Let me have this day with my baby before she grows and leaves me.

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