Three girls of mine

Tiffany was quiet from the start

Mud on her boots, but a gold-glow heart

Said, “Daddy, watch me, I can do it alone”

Now she’s out there building her own life

Malorie’s laughter fills a room

Turns any Monday into June

She’ll dance in the kitchen, socks on the floor

Spins all our worries right out the door

Three different kinds of shine

All from this heart of mine

Tiffany, Malorie, Natasha in a row

Watching you grow’s what makes me whole

You’re my reason, you’re my rhyme

Three different kinds of shine

And I’m so proud

Yeah, I’m so proud you’re mine

Natasha’s the quiet storm inside

Thinks real deep, got a tender pride

Writes her dreams on a late-night page

Stronger and wiser with every stage

You took heart and my soul

Every hard road, I’d walk it for you

From training wheels to driving away

I still see pigtails and peanut butter on your face