The Poem My Father Wrote For Kayleigh

Bianca my niece Was spring cleaning the house today And came across a box of all our old family photo albums pictures and momentos And found the poem my Father wrote for Kayleigh my niece her elder sister And the reason I myself began to try and write Poetry of my own So here it is Kayleigh Kayleigh is mixture of beauty and beast Barefoot and bareface but i love her so The stature of a cat with all its agility A fiery gaze and the finesse of a raging bull If rebels are born the she on the list Disasters beware she'll make you look tranquil All innocent of course with no more malice than a gentle breeze A natural attraction to the bizzare Lets no transgress nor detract from this beautiful enigma At the blink of an eye her face becomes a treaure of pleasure Eye's like entrances to heaven with an alluring smile You'll be entranced by this bouquet of beauty