Hazel Abigail Marie Poem by Randi Nicole Dement

My boo bear, little princess, stop growing so fast,
It hurts Mommy most, Cause you are my last.
Your such a beautiful, smart, little lady,
But, know matter how old, you'll still be my baby.

Getting creative, Pretty pictures you devise.
You Sure are one sweet little prize.
You and Dakota like to sing and dance,
I sit at full attention to watch you prance.

I love my Demon Princess, so very much,
Even when I'm mad, and your in trouble & such.
My Little baby is getting to be a very big girl,
Making each day interesting, & a huge up-whirl.

You like your long baths, that soak the whole floor,
While the rest of the family is beating on the door.
Spongebob, ICarly, and Hanna keep you busy,
til the fighting begins with sissy, then were all dizzy.

Your gonna start school soon, and ride the big bus,
To all the new changes, I'm sure you'll adjust.
Before to long you'll gone college, & then you'll wed.
Then you'll be tucking in your daughter, into bed.

I want you to no, I am always gonna be here,
When your upset, in trouble, feel free to use my ear.
No matter the problem, you can come to me
We will get it taken care of, just wait and see.

Never new a heart could hold so much love, you'll see
So much Love, I love you & your sisters, all three
When your 40 yrs old, you'll still be my Boo Bear,
I'm here, forever, I love you, This I do Swear.