Our Daughter Poem by debbie gregory

Our Daughter



With wringlets so golden
and eyes so blue

With a smile that melts the coldest of hearts

With skin so soft
like velvert to touch

With love so honest and true

With questions so many
the talk never stops

An imagination that fills the day
funny little things said in her own little way

With manners to be proud of
So thankfull of the things we've brought her

This is the only way to discribe our DAUGHTER

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