My Girl
precious little face
like its made of porceline
pretty little curls
like chains of golden rings
wide beautiful eyes
open to all they see
my perfect english rose
skin of china
eyes blue green
the sweetest funniest laugh
as she giggles infectiously
tiny little girl, so slender, so sleek
thats my millie jayne
and she is my living dream.
sjeg
Copyright © Sally J E Gomm | Year Posted 2009
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