Special Gift - Poem by Barry Pook
Her little curls, her cheeky smile,
My darling little child,
Her innocence glows and shines through the clouds,
The clouds of lifes troubles,
Lovely baby, baby mine,
Little Ellie makes my heart shine.
Likened to a flower she'll bloom and grow,
Guided by her sunlight, mother dear,
Precious moments year by year,
Little hugs, gentle kisses,
Growing together, serenitys here,
Protection by an angel Maria.
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