My daughter faun
Named my daughter after a fawn,
Looked as pretty when she was born.
Each time she stands within my sight,
The time rolls back in sheer delight
A conjured glean a passing dream,
A parents ever loving theme.
Forever a child to my eye,
Her childhood never said goodbye.
Although an adult now, quite grown
With lovely children of your own.
A mother and a known trustee
Yet to my eyes you still show three.
Sorry dear this gullible brew,
My mind does hold you in this view.
Though getting old I'm not senile.
You'll ever show this loving wile.
I ask you let the judgement wait
I'm sure in time, you will relate.