Sarah

I hadn’t yet had children, My own not yet conceived My sister only seventeen, My dad a bit aggrieved. But soon aggression disappeared, When Princess Sarah came, There really wasn’t any choice, Selecting her first name. I hadn’t had a niece before, No past to reflect on, How could I be an uncle, Let alone her only one? I sometimes told her stories, I created from my mind, In them she was the princess, Pretty, loving, caring, kind. She’d close her eyes for sleeping, Soon went out just like a light, I said “Goodnight my princess” As I kissed Sarah goodnight. Some say all babes are pretty, But there’s some a little less, But baby Sarah, my new niece, A definite princess.