"Genevieve"

She came to this world
With a cry
That broke
The tranquil
Blanket of dawn
Into the arms
Of loving parents
Who could just smile
With relief
That one more
Bundle of joy
Will add warmth
To their life
And their home.
Once thought to be sickly
She grew
Into a beauty
With chinky eyes
And dusky tone
Of smooth skin
Silky hair
And a smile
That can put
One at ease
Though
A little bit shy.
At a young age
She seems to know
How she would tackle life
What to do
And
Where to go.
Diligently she immerses herself
Into what
She’s being taught
Buries her head
Into her books
But still finds time to play
As at the age of nine
Year of 1999
She has to give in
To her childish
Cravings and desires.
So, this is Genevieve
Just one of the budding youth
Who hopes
To someday
Be part
Of a healthy world.

- a poem made by my godfather for me when I was young. :)