My unique beautiful daughter, a gift to us all
from God,
The sweetest truest person that walks the land.
Why then does the world seem unfairly unkind.
Genuine love alludes her outstretched hands,
Which she gives with compassion and trust.
The world seems unjust to her, who unfailingly
gives,
When all she wants is to be unfailingly loved.
No matter what colour, or creed, tall or short,
Age, is not important at all;
The need of a good, dear, intelligent man;
He has to be somewhere out there.