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.