Ariel Leigh
A daughter I cherish.
I never want us to perish.
She is so pretty, not someone to ever to pity.
Sent here from heaven.
She is 16 but I wrote this when she was 11.
She makes me proud.
Even though sometimes she gets loud.
Next year she will be old enough to drive.
An experience I hope she will survive.
She will be done with school in two years.
I have complete faith that independence will take place.
Will be glad even though she never had a dad.
I have alot of fears I may even cry some tears.
© Harmony Sapphire . All rights reserved,
(Dedicated to my daughter Ariel Leigh Sapphire)
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