The beauty of this dark haired child had me from the start
She wears a smile that slow dances with my heart
Eyes that speak the truth of innocence
The tenderness of her words make perfect sense
Her laughter drowns out my sadness
Without her I would crumble into madness
Playfulness becomes her
God blessed me with this child, I know that for sure
The energy she sends forth keeps me warm
A reminder that love comes in any form
From that day forward I was never the same
It's because of Aleiya and that is her name

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