Daughter (Acrostic)
Dainty at birth; still quite the same
Admiring life’s wonders; seeking your fame
Unique in your ways; each and every one
Gentle little voices; as warm as the sun
Heartfelt glances, mom is under your spell
Tender constant touches; knowing you’ll do well
Emotional and moody; my girls are all of this
Rarity supersedes the shade with an award of eternal bliss
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