My Daughter kimberley when she was 3 (almost)

Kimberley

Little Kimberley Helen
She never stays down
Shaped slightly like a melon
Enjoying evry playground in every town.

She fall and skins her knees
and asks
Pick me up if you please
With her face slightly masked
May I have some cheese?
Before my next task.

She rises with a cheerful grin
I'm only two and a half
I'm covered in mud but thats no sin
we can fix it with a bath
Before our little trek home begins
We have a little laugh.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Jan 2011
About this poem:
Kimberley was a beautiful little girl who could never stay clean. She didn't care how grubby she got, she just had fun.(this is most of her life). We called her our joyful bubbly one.I had a lot of fun with her and still do. She would do anything anywhere for a laugh. She's now 22.

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Comments (2)

niah9
Different daughter different in all ways, a snapshot of the small child...shiw me the child and I will show you the adult...Great write eccles....Niahbanana grin
eccles9v11
Lol. I told her about me posting it. She laughed as she scooped the ice crean out of her cone with her finger. I guess she's just happy to be herself. smile
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