You are a masterpiece; 

Your smile soaks up the ink on the pictures 

Produced by my camera, and I am at peace. 

It shines brighter than the sun on a July afternoon

And then 

I hear your laugh,

And When 

I hear it, my fingers graze this canvas I call my own.

There are no mistakes in art.

Baby, you don't have to hang on a wall to be known.

The pages in this sketchbook represent your life- don't tear them apart.

If beauty is in the eye of the beholder

Then as a mother should,

I'll take my daughter and I'll hold her; 

Look her in the eyes

And say,

"Drop the disguise

Because you

Are a masterpiece."