Sweet Tara Fair

Sweet Tara Fair

remains unaware

of how much I love her

and how much I care.

Thru light of day

and night grown dark

she is the pulse

of my beating heart.

Neither Time nor Space

my vision erased

The memories I hold

of her pretty face.

I've watched her live

from birth till now

wanting only her smiles, though

never her frowns.

Her eyes, twin twinkles,

bright Emerald Green

has captured a man's love,

so simple, it seems.

Sweet Tara Fair

with glossy dark hair

a cheek that dimples

with a secret to share.

Oh Mama, Dear Mama

please lend me your ear

My new husband and I,

a child shall we bear.

This heart of mine

given to my little girl

grows larger with longing, the longing to share

the love for the baby of Sweet Tara Fair.

© Diana 2010
Dedicated to my beloved daughter, Tara