My little ray of sunshine
brightening the darkest of days.
My heart no longer my own.
Stolen, or willingly given, who can say.
Sweet music the sound of her laughter
bright are her eyes, how they shine.
Infectious, her beautiful smile
Thankful to have her as mine.
Strong and healthy, I watch her grow
from infant to child to teen.
No trouble has she ever given
no teenage dramatic scenes.
Eighteen beautiful years to the day
what a glorious time it has been.
Close and rare is the bond we share.
She is my heart, my daughter, my friend.