She makes every face
All part of her games
She giggles and grins
This child is so full of mischief
She does it everything so cute,
She grins and she giggles
And does it for you all over again
When she's not in a bad mood
She crawls and she rolls all over the place,
And walks and she hides
And also she wants to lead you
When something she wants.
Now she's learning to say 'hello'
And also to say for everything 'No'
To run also faster, than my legs can hold
When sometimes I want just to catch her
This precious child of mine
That Little Imp!
She's so sweet and so full of games
With dreams of toys and ice creams galore.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2002
