|Posted on February 22, 2014 at 9:35 AM|
She is sixteen, all life and joy,
Like a white fawn in the forest,
Running in the path of her dreams
And waiting her bright destiny.
I love this girl who has blonde hair
Flowing down to her thin waist,
Who does not care what happens next
To the whole stars in universe.
She has her own room as her world,
Her own golden spot on her nose,
Her two fluffy cats to caress,
Multitude of boys to elude,
So she can hear the songs of rock.
I know, one day she has to spring
And see the world with different eyes,
She will give us feeling of pride
To have a grand daughter like her.
She will be a shining star for all.