at nearly two
flow slip dip
curve line drip
run slide slurp
laugh dance burp
live! love! fly!
always wondering why
free fall float
free to rock the boat
she runs she flits she flirts
bats her eyes and lifts her skirts
sings her songs and blows a kiss
not a moment will she miss
golden strands fly here and there
a tender heart with you to share
with magic pixie dust
her hair and face all mussed
she sets my soul on fire
new paths and dreams inspire
each moment magic and new
how i praise God for you!
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"We play da blues, so's da blues don' play us..." (Old Jazz adage)
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Synopsis
I know I don't usually rhyme, but my daughter seemed to always have a musical background accompanying her when she was little, so it just came out that way. I love the bouncing beat with which children infuse their environment. They are magical, intoxicating and contagious.
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