It is like this song was written for me and my dad. I remember our "daddy/daughter" weekends. Camping and fishing with my pink fishing pole. Eating junk food and talking about what ever I thought was important at the time. Probably my cat, girl scouts or my latest dance routine. I remember when I caught my very first fish. Her name was Kiki because I named her after my cat as she was a catfish, naturally. There are no words to describe how amazing my Dad is but "Don't Forget".
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