She

She looks at me
as though every day
offers
the brightest hope
imaginable,
and promptly proceeds
to devour it
with a thirst
of unimaginable proportions.
Her smile eclipses
any worries I may have,
and her nature
is as light
as the most
precious of feathers.
I stand amazed
that this little girl
reaches 1 years old
with a heart of gold,
eyes of diamonds
and the voice
of an angel.


Happy Birthday Flora Lucia Scott!

Daddy.

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