Curious World
She comes to a strange world, a lustrous pearl
A cadenza of angelic beauty
Orchestrating her strange star, this wee girl
From moonbeams and sun swirls a young cutie
Not a puddle she sits, but a mirror
Of magic images that twirl and swirl.
Excited giggles at still clustered stir
she stands, jumps, and tilts in a giddy whirl
No fear in her wee world of excitement
Curious to figure out, nothing more
As her wee life unfurled with an ardent
Consistent of eagerness to explore
4/14/2019
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