In a small frame, comes a boundless curiosity,
and enough energy to lite every heart in a city.
She walks into your life with pizzazz and flair,
a sweet warrior, to whom, the world must be fair.
Her mother’s wisdom and her father’s nose,
she is more beautiful than a rose.
Her wandering mind does examine,
even those trusted words of Byron.
Playful she leads, asking you to follow,
As she gracefully dances like a willow.
When she shouts your name with abandon,
you know you are truly beaten.
For Josephine’s love is true,
and that is her greatest virtue.
© Manivillie Kanagasabapathy
AN: For my (sort of) God- Daughter Josephine, as she turns 5 today :). I love watching this bright girl grow up and being part of her life.
