A little princess

A little princess
Started in the womb
grew and grew, opened her eyes.
Started to smell,feel,and touch.
Became a little person

Her first cry was a cry of royalty.
Her first smile was a smile of warmth.
Her first touch was a touch of love.
Her first step was a step of independence.
Her first word was a word of wonder.

A little princess grew into a little girl,
who loved toys, and her mother.
Loved Popsicle's, and treasures.
She treasured her princess stories, the special tiara that lied on her head.
Her bedtimes stories always ended with the happily ever after.

The little princess, grew into a young women.
A prince charming was all she imagined, dark hair, dark eyes.
Prince charming with the smile of the moon, the touch of a flower, a kiss from the universe.

The little princess will one day become the queen of her world.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

My first poem I wrote since 2009, please let me know what you think.

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