Sunshine 

Smell The Coffee

Sunshine is born

She Radiates warmth

But like her mother

She’ll be a ball of fire

And like her father

She’ll be a high-flyer

When she is grown

She won’t bicker

Or moan

And like her Nana

She’ll be a live wire

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Vivian Zems
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