Annabella

With hair so gold it's as the sun,
With eyes of love and full of fun.
Her smile is a constant glow,
Wears it well, for all to know.
Her heart is light, wondrous and full,
She dances with a moon that's full.
And in the winter, the coldest hour,
Her beauty is radiant like a flower.
She run, she jump, skip and play.
This is her most every day.
And if you find that sad has come,
It's because you have gone,
But once again she will grin
Then, all at once; the fun begin.
She'll hug you when you meet again.

Although she's so small and although she's so new to this world, and yet, you can see the wonder in her eyes as she explores and continues to grow.