My Little One

She is my little one

She is the apple of my eye

She is the wonder I hold in my heart

The folds of her little fingers are the smile that forms on my face when she wraps those little fingers around my hands.

Her playfulness makes my evenings joyful.

When she prattles and croons my heart plays a number.

When she jumps into my lap and hugs me I feel ecstatic with joy.

She is my little one

She is the light of my life.