Half opened yet half closed,
No doubt she was born to be wise,
Her beauty was unopposed.
Eyes are the windows to the soul,
I knew her through her eyes,
Fathering her is my every term goal,
She surely was born to rise.
It's like looking directly in the mirror,
I surely see myself in her,
I always want to hold her nearer,
It's her I'll always prefer.
Her big brown eyes take me miles,
She's scrutinising things,
She stares at me as she smiles,
It's joy Nala Joy Shozi brings.
She brings hope to this world,
She's not just my daughter, she's a friend,
Wisdoms will come from every word,
My love for her will never end.
Her Eyes
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