My daughter is a firecracker

 My daughter is a firecracker

in a princess dress…

twirling one minute
then she’s screaming the next

she’s making a mess everywhere she goes
little trail of chaos behind her

climbing, jumping, into everything
like she’s got somewhere to be

big feelings
big personality
no volume control

sweet little voice
wild little spirit

she’s not calm
she’s not quiet

she’s loud
she’s messy
she’s everything

and i wouldn’t change a thing 

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