A new page in the chapter of my forefathers.
The ramblings of a man or boy.

A fox trots through my Daughter’s dreams.
She mocks his mischievous grin.
His playful nature helps her smile.
His bark echoes the child within.
She slumbers soundly in my midst.
Bundled tightly in my love.
A love only a father knows….

-Adam J. Steele