Me
You are the first thing I see every morning
While you are not the tallest, but the smallest
While you are not the prettiest
While your face is not the clearest
I love you
You bounce when you walk
You brush your knees when you fall
You hold your chin up high in the worst of times
I love that about you
You laugh the loudest
Sing the highest
And run without a care in the world
Some may ridicule
Others may disapprove
but I don’t care because I love you
My name is Jackie Uribe and I love me
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