Tiny fingers, tiny toes
Rosebud mouth and button nose
Dainty pinks and frilly clothes
Precious things she soon outgrows
The biggest eyes, a toothless grin
Downy hair and peach soft skin
Wide awake or all tucked in
She steals the hearts
Of doting kin
A wee small voice, a tiny tear
Comming through so loud and clear
A cuddly bundle sweet and dear
Who grows more precious
Year by year
Written by; Lynne Marie Vail
