Beautiful
"I'm beautiful!" she declares.
"I have beautiful shoes and
"A beautiful dress
"And beautiful hair."
She's two years plus,
Almost three, you see.
"Aren't I beautiful?"
She demands of me.
"Yes. You are," I respond
To my tiny blue-eyed blonde.
She smiles up at me,
My mom's mom's glow,
And says, "I know."
I think I was actually one poem behind for NPM... Plus, it's kind of hard to stop...
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3 comments:
Lovely, just like the others. Thanks so much for such a great idea and the encouragement to try it. I had a blast!
You wrote such wonderful poetry throughout this observance of poetry month. I always smile when I read your words. All is beautiful here!
This is one of the best you did through the whole challenge. And don't stop.
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