Daddy's little girl

I was once that little girl you loved me to be. I looked up to you and loved everything about you. You were my dad and I was so proud to say you were mine. I love the little cute stories you tell me now. Like the time I hid from you at nursery behind the swings. Well I still look up to you and I love everything you do. You are my dad and it is the proudest feeling to stand up and say "he's mine". But I am not that little girl anymore. I have grown up, I am moving on. But even when I am all grown up,I will still be proud to say,"this is my daddy!"