My Sweet Daughter

Daughters are the sunshine,

That comes after the rain.

A bright beacon of hope,
When not much joy remains.
Daughters are blessings,
A rare coveted few.
And few love their daughters,
The way I love you.

My daughter is very special,
Kind and very true.
If you’ve ever met her,
I’m sure you’d think so, too.

She has the smile,
That lights up her face.
It doesn’t matter where she goes,
She’s liked in every place.

I’m proud to have her as my daughter,
Prouder than anyone could ever know,
I’ve written her this poem,
Just to tell her I love her so!