When my daughter walks into a room All you can do is smile Her happy little face can take away any gloom Her chubby little cheeks And her big bright eyes Always seem to take away my sorrows and sighs She loves to play outside In the sun or the rain She never worries about the weather Or if she falls and is in pain She loves her cartoons And to listen and dance to music She loves it at night to sit and stare at the moon My daughter is always on the go She never wants to rest Which is easy to see why her room is always a mess. She loves her grandma most Sometimes I think more then she loves her toast She loves to color and draw And help me with my chores And to go shopping at different stores. My daughter is the love of my life I love every minute of my day When my daughter comes to sit and play.
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