My world exists
In the dark chocolate lengths of her hair
In the arches of her eyebrows.
My world exists
In the shifting weather of her eyes
In the changing curves of her lips
In the small lifts of her chin.
My world exists
In the words she speaks
In the words she keeps inside her chest
In the words to which she listens
In the words she turns away.
My world exists
In the joyful moments of her heart
In the pain she covers within her skin
In the tiny gestures of her hands.
My world exists
In the land her feet touch
In the air she moves as she walks.
My world exists
In the world where she is.
My world began
When God gave her as a gift.
My world began
The moment
She was placed in my arms.
My world exists
In my daughter
As she walks
In the world.
Hearing The Mermaids Sing 
Absolutely beautiful, Annette.
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Thank you, Eugenia. Inspired by my daughter, who is a beautiful girl, sorry woman at 21 now, and of whom I am immensely proud.
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Wow! The best love poem I ever read (and I read a lot!)
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Thank you, Sharon, for such wonderful praise. I’m honored. Thank you.
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Here I am. What a gorgeous poem.
“My world exists
In the dark chocolate lengths of her hair
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My world exists
In my daughter
As she walks
In the world.”
So beautiful and so touching.
Love to everyone.
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Thank you
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My pleasure.
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you really are amazing my friend you have so much heart and soul anybody that knows you is lucky I know we were
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Thank you for such kind words
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