12- Daughter Dear


Blue eyes and a bubbly laugh

She loves the tire swing in the backyard

Her daddy pushes her and  she throws her head back

Life is a good place



Her stuffed cat she always holds

They share a spot on mommy’s lap while a story is read

Of princesses and magic spells. Her eyes shut as she drifts in a dream

Hearts over flow with love



Of mud cover her body from play

She’s a mermaid in the bath hidden by soap

Honest eyes and words of an innocent soul

Safe in her parents care

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