Baby Girl

Well look at you!

Smiling 

Ear to ear

Alright now little girl

Who told you,

that it was okay, huh?

Where did you get it from?

Look at those eyes, ugh!

Those cheek bones!

Your mother?

Was it she?

But that smile, oh my that smile.

Your Father? 

Was it he?

Skin so chocolate oh, but it couldn't be! 

Five foot five you say? Oh, and a half? 

My, my, my! child, my have you grown!

I bet it was the greatest of your ancestors

It has to be

I mean what on EARTH could have created someone so beautifully?

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