Dear
Future Brother in Law,
Farmer’s
daughter brought up Ford tough
Days
spent skating on the freshly frozen pond
Mud
stains carelessly made permanent
Never
dreamed of princesses and barbies, just the Stanley Cup and forewheelers
Freckles,
short dirty blonde hair, almost as dirty as her denim cutoff jeans
One of
the boys until the boys wanted one of her, nevertheless a crew member
Baseball
caps became bobby pins, Tee shirts turned into tank tops
However
never losing her collection
Always
loved animals, the rugged upstate weather, and her daddy
The
first man who took her heart
And
protected her from boys like you
Just a
farmer raising his baby the only way he knows how
My own
hero
Stronger
on the inside than the out
Without
any neckguard or face mask to protect her from the cruel world
Just her
Grace
The only
person who knows me more than myself
My world
revolving through her care
Learning
from Mom and myself makeup tricks, and tricks that you probably tried on her
Effort
built in her bones, a rolemodel for Buzz and Beez
With the
knowledge on an encyclopedia, confused by her with an admiration
How can
so much be in such a small figure?
She is
not your average run of the mill girl
She was raised
to be strong and sturdy but not to close doors on those who love her
She can
stand on her own but her heart opens to new adventure
Someone
who can understand everything you are saying with a sense of completion
Her tiny
stature being able to love you with her whole being
Heres to
you,
You
shot, you scored,
Look at
all that you got
Take
this golden trophy as all that she is
Yours
forever
Emma
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