She's the type of girl
Whose hair will freely curl
Spark of light in her eyes
Love of life can't disguise
Just by chance you may meet
Simply strolling down the street
That hop-skip in her talk
Like the way her hips walk
Wind blows, wild and free
She will dance, just wait and see
Stops to touch almost everything
To your world a joy she'll bring
Watch her gaze, feel her feel
See her breathe all that's real
Love her laugh, childish squeak
Stuff and things she will seek
See her wonder, feel her awe
May just leave you wanting more
She's likes to give, loves to care
Just stop still and breathe her air
Take her by her open hand
See her world; understand
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