Eighteen

Eighteen years ago, little did I know,
A bundle in pink, would soon come to grow,
Into the beauty of a woman, with her strength she shows.
With perfect imperfection she carries in stride,
“That’s my baby niece”, I say with the utmost pride.
…With high hopes I see her soar,
Wishing her everything incredible and so much more.

xoxo with all my heart,
Aunty Terry

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