When she was just a little babe with curly hair,
I said a silent prayer; that she would be given
a special talent for her to want to share.
I thanked our heavenly father for this precious
gift He's made,
And as I held that bundle of joy, I knew my love
for her would never fade.
Cute little bundle she was with her little button nose,
as she stared back at me with her smiling pose.
She's passed that stage, and now a little toddler,
To active now to let me even cuddle her.
School years has come and now she gotten creative,
She even joined the school band as one of her class
electives.
But who would of known many years later,
That she would play her own style of music
and be its creator.
My, How the years has passed for she is
no longer that little babe with curly hair,
But now the talented one who loves and creates
the music she shares.
~ Author ~
Kapualani Fuqua
( Her Mother )
* Written especially for my daughter,
April Kamai' - 4/2000
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