All about the babies and a little more! The days are long but the years are short.

Monday, February 4, 2008

She grows dearer each day

Making it harder for me to stay away

Looking forward to the moments I spend with her

Everyday something new to inspire

She grows more and more beautiful

Each day in my eyes

She is like an angel… a fairy… a flower…

Anything that’s beautiful is like her

She smiles like an angel

Dances like a flower

And talks like a fairy

She is something

Fallen from heaven

Heaven herself

Innocence

Unaware of one’s own sweet self

Dear deer eyes

Sweet sympathetic cries

Melodically sighs

Tearless might

Hidden inside

My only joy… My Pride

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