A guy who cares is better than funny;
unique, memorable, even special, maybe.
So… how does your daughter
remember me?

Do you go to bed
all twitterpatted?
With a grin on your face
that looks .. out of place?

With a gleam in your eye?
And a long, tender sigh
when you’re done IMing me?
Is that what she sees?

Is that how she
remembers me?