fallenAngel1🕊

For A Very Special Person

When she laughs,it comes with a giggle(s),

to fight my smile would be futile and feeble.

A smile so wide,it'd rival the sky,

a tear in my eye,of joy I cry.

 

when she cries,it comes with screams,..well more of a screech,

i swear,all the dogs in the neighbourhood bury their head,and for their ears they reach.

 

when she talks,it comes with babble,gloopidy-gloop,a touch of dipidy-bopidy,and a pinch of boopidy-dappidy.

 

She's my 2 year old grand-niece Everliegh❣

and I love her.

 



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