When you told me

I could ride my horse everyday

If I wanted,

Did you think to shroud the rest

Into your pretty promise?

When you put the window down

And said that all of this someday 

Would be mine,

Did you know that I would be a daughter?

I have fallen for many things,

But perhaps the greatest fall

For me, was to believe

That you would be a father to me,

As you have been to your sons.

-jenn