If you find toys strewn cross the floor,
If you find the cat's tail in the door,
If you hear cries of sheer delight,
Or hear a pitter pat in the night.

If you see eyes that are saphire blue,
And a turned up nose looking at you,
If you see only an impish like smile,
That asks you to read for a little while.

If you see a little tyke of a child,
Who gets her way with only a smile;
If you see tears that break your heart,
And know you could love her from the start.

Then you have met Debbie, our little girl,
The one that keeps us in a whirl;
She's special to us, as you can see,
She's daddy's girl but she still loves me.