With eyes so wide and spirit bright,
A little girl, a pure delight.
Her love unfolds in simple ways,
Through sunny smiles and happy days.
A tiny hand held out to you,
A flower picked, still fresh with dew.
A story whispered, soft and low,
Secrets that only loved ones know.
A hug so tight, a warm embrace,
Leaving a smile upon your face.
No grand pronouncements, just a gaze,
Reflecting love in countless ways.
For in that heart, so small and true,
A boundless love resides for you.
Unburdened by the world's harsh art,
A little girl's devoted heart.
It asks for little, gives so much,
A gentle, tender, loving touch.
A precious gift, so sweet and clear,
A little girl's love, held ever dear.
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