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
I hear your laugh,
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
"Drop the disguise
Are a masterpiece."