Genevieve
Her impish grin, her throaty voice:
I clearly never had a choice.
It's such a thrill to watch her grow;
this precious thing, I love her so.
And when we play at "Let's Go See",
she truly seems enthralled with me:
at what I share, at what we find;
It's great to watch her little mind.
Her eyes just sparkle at new things.
A simple game, such fun it brings!
We both could play it for an hour;
What is that? A bird! A flower!
And when she lays upon my chest,
the world just stops, and I am blessed
to be suspended, caught in time,
just savoring the sweet sublime,
and contemplating how I got
a thing that money never bought:
a precious girl, a work of art,
attached quite firmly to my heart.
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