Sunday 29 January 2017

DEAR DAUGHTER



She’s a river of joy
Soaring high on lucent wings
Nothing touches her
Yet she feels everything
A drop of warm summer rain
And the grace of timeless spring
A nymph, she rides the waves
While the sky for her does sing

Stars in her eyes
Love in her heart
Spunk in her nerves
She’s a class apart.
The world is her oyster
Wise pearls her gain
Hey beautiful princess
Over my heart you reign
God bless you, forever,
A precious piece of my heart
May you be the eternal flame…

MS




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