My Daughter Poem by Jan Tchamani

My daughter says I'm right
More than wrong
She says I'm beautiful
When I'm feeling ugly
She says I make sense
When I'm confused and just
Exteriorizing my train of thought
She says I'm kind
When I've eaten all the chocolate
She says I look great
When I've put on three kilos
She says I'm the best
When clearly to others
I seem only ordinary
She looks at me with her diamond eyes
She looks at me with her heart
Why do I smile so wide
When she tells me I'm great?
It’s simple:
My daughter always tells the truth.