With wringlets so golden
and eyes so blue
With a smile that melts the coldest of hearts
With skin so soft
like velvert to touch
With love so honest and true
With questions so many
the talk never stops
An imagination that fills the day
funny little things said in her own little way
With manners to be proud of
So thankfull of the things we've brought her
This is the only way to discribe our DAUGHTER
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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