Sclupted from clay,
Nurtured day to day.
All that i've become,
All i'll ever be.
You don't hear it enough,
But I love you,
Believe me.
You've been there from day one,
Your soft hands carefully scuplting each day.
Patient;
Never rushed.
A slip or two left notches of character.
All I am is based off all you've made me.
Searching for a princess,
You took on a heavy burden.
Each day you act as if the pleasure is all yours.
This sclupture you've created,
Will always be your princess.
You must be growing up. Don't do it to fast. You will always be my Princess.
ReplyDeleteLove you to pieces thank you!