His Little Girl Poem by Susan Williams
His Little Girl
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She looks all moonspun
as fragile as butterfly wings
her joy dancing around her like confetti
she might as well been candlelight calling him home
mischief gamboling around her like a puppy
love falling in step beside her the rest of her life
but for now her feet pattering headlong to her Daddy
and he gave a shout of laughter thinking
Time is especially precious
in the hands of a child.
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~~~~©2018 Susan Williams
An insightful expression on childhood is made hauntingly.The inscription of little girl is so fantastic. Her appearance as a butterfly, her joy dancing around her like confetti, mischief gamboling are touchingly delineated here. I appreciate this lovely poem. Thank you dear Susan madam for sharing this gem.10
Thank you- -those words just poured out while I thought of my girls when they were children so happy and carefree. I am glad you enjoyed it, my friend!
You have painted a lovely delicate picture of what childhood souls be. Excellent images.
Time is especially precious in the hands of a child........yes dear poetess. It's true.
A work of an intricate mind, Susan. Thanks for your wonderful contributions to Poemhunter family. Merry Christmas.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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And you have captured the magic of early childhood with a beautiful poem. Most of your poems go into my favorites' list. This is no exception.
Tom, you keep me going, my friend! ! ! ! I've been absent without official leave for some time now but it felt like a homecoming to see a message from you on my latest effort! Tom. I give you a million stars just for being you