A Tribute to My Daughter

This one’s for you, little one

Photo by Nathan Dumlao on Unsplash

Tiny hands
The tiny hands that always reach for me
I hope she never ceases to ask for my guidance
Curly hair falls into her face, attempting to hide her expression
But she is her mother's daughter and her face shows her feelings
A huge smile lights up her whole face
Indicating an effervescence that will last a lifetime
The light I hope never dims with the rigors of life
A hunger for learning that she comes by honestly
She has her father’s curiosity for how things work
And her mother’s frustration when they don’t
She is my little girl
Willow Cordelia

Amy Sarah is a freelance writer who hails from a small city in Canada. She enjoys interacting with fellow writers, dreaming of ideas for her next article, and researching a myriad of topics.

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