When she was two year old
with white dress and a ribbon,
her hand she gave to hold
her legs still soft had jiggled.

The father held the child
and helped her take a step,
the tyke he swung up wild
with vigor and strong pep.

Later in the day
they came to be together,
the children sang and played
despite the stormy weather.

She was their little princess
her skin was soft and fair,
her hair a mess of ringlets
her stare was strong with dare.

They wished for her to grow
to be their pride and joy,
they gave her gifts and bows
and she was shy and coy.
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Birthday-2 ©Yakira Shimoni Fulks
May 28, 1998 | Olympia Fields, IL
May 28, 2018 | Jerusalem, Israel
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