Dedicated to Sharon Angelique
She was born one day in September thirty years ago,
Her growth and development was pretty slow.
Her eyes were brown and her looks were fair.
I recognised her as she lay in the crib over there!
She was blessed with an attitude of the ruling kind,
As later in life I would find.
She smiled at diamonds and grabbed at gold,
I knew she would be rich before I grew old!
As years went by she grew into a lady,
A will so strong it could fool any baby.
She's older and wiser now,
But I still love her anyhow!
She's my tower of light,
That lightens up my way.
For in my heart,
I bid her stay!
Copyright ©2008 William Ernest Cox