My Princess, My Best Friend

She’s my princess

My loving friend

Who as a child was precocious

And lovingly curious.

She grew up pampered with love and care

By loving and caring parents so rare

She lives in a simple abode

With two brothers of her own.

She told me once she wants a brainy man

And I urge her she goes find one

She confides in me when she is down

And I’d help her erase that frown.

She tells me she hates pretender

Who tries to put good friendship asunder

I’d tell her to learn to be forgiving

To make her life worth living.

She dreams to be great someday

And make her parents proud of her one day

She dreams to build a happy family

Like the one she has grown up fully.

She’s my daughter

My loving friend

Michelle Kaye is her name

And someday would be famed.

P.S. I was supposed to place a real picture of her but...am afraid she wouldn't agree.