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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
Copyright ©
Christopher Flaherty
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