When I Look At You

Too small

To play basketball

I don’t think it’s true

Not when I look at you

Hear your laugh filled with delight

As you dance in firelight

Three foot two

With an attitude

But I don’t think you’re bad

Seeing you sad makes me sad

A smile that makes me beam

And in your eyes a gleam

That makes me happier inside

Knowing that I touched your life

Dark brown eyes

The fall and rise

Of your little chest as you pant

From running so fast and rampant

Footy pajamas and a wooden sword

Long eyelashes and gentle words

It makes me happier inside

Being honored enough to touch your life

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