My little girl,
owe how you have grown,
It hasn't been that long,
since you came home,
you grew up to be so precious,
the most beautiful princess in the world,
and I would never trade you, cause baby I made you,
I love your curly hair, the most precious hair I have ever seen,
everytime I get to play in it, I have a sudden gleam,
I love your pretty smile,
I could just lay there and watch you all a while,
you are what make me, and me is what make you,
It was just yesturday, you were a newborn, crying to communicate,
now your much older, and is able to pronounciate,
I know it might sound crazy, telling you all these things,
but I was just trying to show you,
how much joy you bring, so when you read this poem,
know how much I cared,
know that I will forever love you , and will always be there to share it with you