I have a little daughter; she has an angel face.
Her smile is so beautiful; she's so delicate with
grace,
Her hair is oh so beautiful always in it's place.
She always seems to have a glow on her
angel face.
Kayla is her name; she is lovely as can be,
But look out when she gets mad, she's
like a bumble bee.
She buzzes and she flits around and stomps her feet at me.
When she gets over
it, she is simply full of glee.
When we are together, she walks so full of grace.
People seem
to stop me with a smile upon their face.
They say," Your daughter's lovely in her dress so full of
lace.
She simply has the sweetest smile; she has an angel face."
I love you, Kayla.
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