yasminmarie

Yasmin Marie

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A cymbal crash, a pepper dash and jasmine flowers round,
soft angels’ wings, a bluejay sings and babbling brook the sounds.
Fresh darling small, Ms. Know It All, such time has slipped away.
Like fallen leaves to hear her breathe gives meaning to the day.
Behind her smile, enchant, beguile, whole worlds within her eyes.
My gift from God, designer shod, my beautiful surprise.

-Daddy