From her heart-shaped face,
That reminds me of love,
To her beautiful eyes,
That she says are ugly.
To her mouth,
That she thinks is too small,
But I think is perfect.
To the beautiful girl before me,
That grows more beautiful with time.
To the first time,
That I held her in my arms.
A tiny, beautiful little creature,
That I never thought would come.
To the independent girl,
That is growing up too fast.
I love you.
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