My Cheeky Daughter
I have a daughter who smiles a lot.
She always has stuff or things she got.
With silly white lies she does all day.
She likes to be notice and get her way.
With frowns she tries to make.
She thinks she can take.
My little daughter is wise.
When she knows she is in trouble she cries.
She wakes up in a cranky mood.
I scold her once and she understood.
She says things to confuse.
And she has a short fuse.
My daughter is open hearted.
But she gets me started.
I can talk all day and she would just say.
Daddy be quiet and stay.
She reaches with her arm in extension.
She wants to seek my attention.
Cheeky she is when she denies.
And now she knows her white lies.
It does not get her anywhere.
And daddy she knows care.
Copyright © Reynaldo Mast | Year Posted 2011
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