Tiny hands, a crown of dandelion gold,
My little Princess, a story yet unfolds.
Lost in the garden, with tearful, big brown eyes,
A world of wonder, a sweet, surprising prize.

I knelt beside you, wiped dirt from your soft cheek,
A gentle smile, the words you couldn't speak.
A single flower, tucked behind your ear,
In that small moment, my love bloomed, crystal clear.

Days turned to weeks, we'd play beneath the sun,
Your laughter echoed, a joyful, royal run.
We built sandcastles, with moats and flags so grand,
A tiny Princess,...