I cannot help but wink and smile
at her unintending ways
she blossoms sweet in spite of where
the daily drama plays.
Oh, she could lace the stars up
with her precious afterglow
and find the only twinkle left
to sprinkle it below.
I treasure every moment spent
her joy becomes my fill
and, soon I'll trek the moonbeamed sky
to take away her chill.
And, share the wonderful delight
that seems to be her grace
and chuckle at the giggles
that light upon her face.