When I see her, even in my mind,

I’m filled with spontaneous joy

I cannot help but smile

And chuckle just a little bit.

The child is full of happy curiosity.

She’s bright and cheerful.

Undaunted by gray skies,

She plays a broken harp,

And makes mud pies.

She tells me fascinating stories about the games she plays,

And anecdotes of things that happened 

That day at school.

She reminds me of someone 

That I used to know,

And she reminds me

That I am still so lovable.

She helps me be the loving person

That I know I am inside.

She loves to see other people smile.

She connives in a world of thoughtful things to do.

She reminds me how lovable you are, too.

I think I’ll love on you a little while,

And see what kind of smile you have.

-jenn