E-Mail Moonfire


Your eyes sparkle like the stars above
A smile that you can't resist
This beautiful child that I love
Her hair the color of gold
Today you will turn nine years old
I can remember the first time I held your tiny little hand
Your little fingers always in your mouth
The day you first learned to stand
These memories I will hold so dear
I love you my daughter
I will look back always on each and every year.