Littlest Hands Poem by Sentamu Aziz

Once upon a time
She hoped to tell
A story to you
So she told me
I will dance with her
And teach her songs
She seemed to long

Am little no more
Seemed the phrase
Across the face
All in smiles
The news of you

An angel you are
Is the tale for now
Her count of the stars
The brightest among
She says it's you

But where is she
Was once the tone
Oh let's go out
She shines for you
Among the stars
And knows your love
So smile for her