Anna.
Jack is in the corner
The dish is with the spoon
The sheep in the meadow
The cow is on the moon
But I am here with you and I believe
There's no place I'd rather be
And a promise not to leave you
Is a promise I can keep.
" Good night my little Annie!" Harry Potter said to his daughter as he pulled the covers over her tiny shoulders and half of her small head. " Night daddy!" She called back to her father and hugged and kissed him good-night before cuddiling up under her covers and falling alseep. Harry stood there in the doorway watching as she slowly fell into the night's power.
You're my muse
You're my rhyme
You're the fire warming this heart of mine
When you hear me say "I love you."
Anna, do you know how much I do?
Anna Potter woke up the next morning to her father's voice. " Honey! I'm going to be late to work if I don't go now!" She tumbled down the stairs and went to say good morning to her father before he left for work. " Daddy?" Anna said as she drew her tosseled hair out of her small round face. " Sweetheart! I'm so glad to see you!" Harry yelled as he swung her up into a tight bear hug! " I love you!"
So I watch you from a distance
Getting lost within your world
You pretend to be a princess
As you flutter and you twirl
Fragile as the flower in your hair
Dancing in your castle, unaware
That I single day without you
Would be more than I could bear.
Harry wacthed his child as she, in her tiny ballet dress, twirled around the enourmous backyard. Her tiny feet gracefully hitting the ground as she did a forward roll. She looked just like a princess dancing in her magical castle. But she didn't know that Harry could not bear to take his eyes off her dark green once for a second. He went back inside and sat down at a desk were he found a poem she had written when Anna came home from the hospital:
Little Anna, Little Star
That Is What You Really Are
Cross My Heart And Hope To Die
You're The Apple Of My Eye.
" Anna. I love you!" He whispered into his small daughter's ears as she lay sleeping infront of the raoring fire. And Harry would always love her.
Author's note: Okay, I know that I have written a story like this before but I like this one more.
-hazelgurl
Jack is in the corner
The dish is with the spoon
The sheep in the meadow
The cow is on the moon
But I am here with you and I believe
There's no place I'd rather be
And a promise not to leave you
Is a promise I can keep.
" Good night my little Annie!" Harry Potter said to his daughter as he pulled the covers over her tiny shoulders and half of her small head. " Night daddy!" She called back to her father and hugged and kissed him good-night before cuddiling up under her covers and falling alseep. Harry stood there in the doorway watching as she slowly fell into the night's power.
You're my muse
You're my rhyme
You're the fire warming this heart of mine
When you hear me say "I love you."
Anna, do you know how much I do?
Anna Potter woke up the next morning to her father's voice. " Honey! I'm going to be late to work if I don't go now!" She tumbled down the stairs and went to say good morning to her father before he left for work. " Daddy?" Anna said as she drew her tosseled hair out of her small round face. " Sweetheart! I'm so glad to see you!" Harry yelled as he swung her up into a tight bear hug! " I love you!"
So I watch you from a distance
Getting lost within your world
You pretend to be a princess
As you flutter and you twirl
Fragile as the flower in your hair
Dancing in your castle, unaware
That I single day without you
Would be more than I could bear.
Harry wacthed his child as she, in her tiny ballet dress, twirled around the enourmous backyard. Her tiny feet gracefully hitting the ground as she did a forward roll. She looked just like a princess dancing in her magical castle. But she didn't know that Harry could not bear to take his eyes off her dark green once for a second. He went back inside and sat down at a desk were he found a poem she had written when Anna came home from the hospital:
Little Anna, Little Star
That Is What You Really Are
Cross My Heart And Hope To Die
You're The Apple Of My Eye.
" Anna. I love you!" He whispered into his small daughter's ears as she lay sleeping infront of the raoring fire. And Harry would always love her.
Author's note: Okay, I know that I have written a story like this before but I like this one more.
-hazelgurl