Funny, pert and small
She would play at dressing up
With her tiny features
Captivating from the start
She would catch you unaware
and capture all the hearts
You do not know your magic
You do not know your charm
You do not know the hearts you’ll break
Without intentional harm
Be small as long as possible
My petite little daisy flower
all sweetness and all innocence
But growing by the hour
1 comment:
wonderfully expressed.
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