Children Poem

Admiring My Little Daughter

As I see my daughter growing from a baby into a beautiful little girl, I cannot stop admiring her. I see in her the beautiful gifts God bestowed upon mankind such as pure love, innocence, and nature.

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The Daughter I Adore

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Published: November 2016

My daughter is my treasure.
My love for her knows no measure.
Bright as the sunshine,
Fresh as a flower,
Sweet as the nectar.
She brings joy and warmth.
She smiles and laughs,
Reminding me of a field of vivid flowers.
Nurturing a mother in me,
Teaching me to love once again,
She knows no magic, but
Magical as she is, I behold
Her as the sweetest daughter.

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