My Newest Creation

The Lord of all creation has called His angels from astray
To tell them of a little girl he has created here today.
"Come see what I have made!" shouts my mighty God.
"She's beautiful, graceful, and wonderfully odd!
She may be weak in size, but she's strong in voice.
When the Heavens hear her sing, all my angels shall rejoice.
Her hair is a chocolaty head of curls with advantage.
It may be difficult to tame, but she will someday learn to manage.
Boys who pine for her delicious figure are fake,
But the man who charms her heart makes no mistake.
I bless this girl with the gift to pretend,
The ability to act with skill and continue without end.
I give her strong will to stand free on her own,
To defend the beliefs that will be forever shown.
Oh, how I love my newest daughter!
With a voice of warmth and eyes like the water.
May my love for her spill out through her and on.
And may she always remember that I am never gone!"

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