you bloom under the warm sun
giggles and grins galore
you are perfect in bare feet and a simple dress
your loose curls blow in the breeze
the tiniest treasures enchant
rocks, weeds, sticks...
dandelions, that scream to you from the ground
and are oh so sweet between your toes
you are a breath of fresh air little girl
each hug is as sweet as the last
your joy is our joy, treasure it most little one
run, play, explore, grow
4 comments:
So very sweet! Thanks for sharing. Keeping my fingers crossed for more sun, SOON!
<3 T.
That's beautiful, Shelly.
What a wonderful ode to sweet Gwyneth. P.S. I never know if I'm spelling her name right.
I love this!
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