Author's Note: Here's the next poem! This is about Naruto's daughter and it had NOTHING to do with Never Too Late and Never Too Late: Repeating the Past. I hope you enjoy ^_^
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She cried
I kissed her forehead
She stopped crying.
She was beautiful
Blonde hair,
Lavender eyes,
Whiskers.
Everything a father dreamed of.
She yawned
I smiled
Her pupil less eyes looking into mine.
The baby girls of my life
The wonder of my life
The snowflake of my life
She reminded me of my wife.
My dead wife.
Her eyes like hers.
Her smile like hers.
Her fingers like hers.
I love them both
I love my wife.
I love my little snowflake.
