I lika me
My daughter is an amazing girl
she was all red shoes and ponys and give it a twirl
she said early "I lika me"
her sassy, smart, cuteness was for all to see
In a blink of eye childhood was gone
she went on and we were alone
off to school here and there
she finished with celebration in charleston square
she is talented and smart with skills
off she went climbing legal hills
success she earned through hard labor
that she can now pause to savor
so we smile when we see
that little girl and we think- I lika me.
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