Bill Giyaman posted Partial poem by Ruth Hulburt Hamilton. "Cleaning and scrubbing can wait till tomorrow, for babies grow up, we've learned to our sorrow. So settle down cobwebs. Dust go to sleep. I’m rocking my baby and babies don’t .
dear daddy, no matter where i go in life. who i get married to. how much time i spend with guys. how much i love my boyfriend, you'll always be my number 1 man. sincerely, your little girl i love you daddy