Running on a hillside
she and me
Basking in the sunlight
happy and free
No worries, no sadness
just beauty for miles
Warmth and love
giggles and smiles
Flowers of every color and size
on a canvas of green and blue
Dew drops on grass blades
cast prisms of light
Shimmering, glittering
bouncing and bright
Dancing and singing
whirling and twirl
Just me and this magical
whimsical girl
She's happy and brilliant
mysterious and fun
She's creative and caring
considers everyone
At times I lose sight of
her goodness so rare
I must cherish her, keep her
in good loving care
A soul so well meaning
a heart of pure gold
So eager to share
the gifts she beholds
I steady my focus, her image I see
I'm warmed by her presence
The presents of me
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