Everyone’s Daddy

Daddy was everyone’s Daddy. Fun bubbly and always called me Baby Doll. I remember one day Donna told me he wasn’t having a good day. I called him up he didn’t know my number. He let it go to voicemail but once he heard my little voice he called me right back. We talked and talked and talked. I said I can’t have you not having a good. We laughed for a good minute he told some stories and I laughed so hard. I enjoyed his stories and things that he liked or even disliked. He has a way with words. He’s the greatest story teller. I especially enjoyed his pieces on Black History and you were going to hear it one way or the other. I’m just going to say See you later Daddy cause you are not in my past but you are in my future. I pray that we have many more of our young me grow up to have the care and concern for each of us as Daddy has done. We need more Donald Bowling’s in this world. Way to go Daddy. Keep a watch over us. (Me) sometimes we tend to get out of hand.

-Love you Always Theresa Watts
I Love you too Mommy