One of the best things

For a girl could be

Growing, growing 
and growing up
As a little heartbeat

In the hands of the
 first man of her life.

To become the replica
 of her father

Would be the best ever

Gift to her.

It would help

In his absence on few days,

The father’s day,

For instance.

Time travels 
only in one direction

But some of the
 thing could be hers

Only if he believed like her

That he was not his illness.