He was in bed with the flu,
sick as a dog,
when Bubba approached him for my hand.
He didn't take it very well...
I think he thought I would be his
little girl forever.
But no...
there was a whole life ahead for me
and I had to go,
had to walk down that aisle,
had to take the hand
of the one who had asked me to be his.
Just a moment, a look,
but no words are needed.
You can see it on his face and on mine.
Loved you dad, then & now!
*That's my sister Teri getting ready to walk down the aisle.
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