Lukie Lu
A poem for you
my daughter sweet,
Because I think
you're really neat.
Your bouncing curls
and dancing steps,
Bring smiles of glee
to all you've met.
You're sweet as punch
and quick as a whip,
From your twinkly toes
to your pouting lip.
We dance, we run,
we laugh, we cry.
I love you daughter.
I'm glad you're mine!