Sitting in a lap
gazing into bigger eyes
that look just with love.
Stylish hair, clothes too.
Stirring juice, spoon and glass sing.
Deliberate sips.
Golden-skinned hands move
over gifts that say “you’re 3!”
a smile, “I know!”
Her life of value,
desired, loved, and chosen
and she is beauty.
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