Create image with this poem: “Where Love Like Yours Lives” There are fathers… And then there was you. You weren’t just the man who raised her. You were the first person she’d call, The one she’d laugh with until her sides hurt, The shoulder she leaned on, The best friend she never had to search for. And there are daughters… And then there was her. She wasn’t just your little girl. She was your heart walking beside you. She carried your smile, Your strength, Your gentle heart, Your unwavering love. When people saw her, They couldn’t help but see pieces of you. The love you shared wasn’t ordinary. It was the kind people spend their whole lives hoping to find— A love built on trust, Loyalty, Laughter, And simply enjoying each other’s company. That kind of love doesn’t disappear. It doesn’t end because the world changed. It becomes part of who you are. So when you miss her voice, Listen to your heart. It remembers every word. When you miss her laugh, Close your eyes. It’s still echoing through the memories You built together. When you wish for just one more day, Remember all the beautiful days You already gave each other. You gave her a life where she knew, Without ever questioning it, That her dad adored her. And she gave you something just as precious— The joy of being loved by a daughter Who thought the world of you. That is something death cannot steal. So on the days when your heart feels heavy, Don’t carry only the weight of losing her. Carry this too: You were her safe Ver mais