In the rain in the sun,
One smile stood out,
A giggle a laugh,
A face softer than a puppies pout

One colour many looks,
Lilac was the lassie’s heart,
Her meekness in her passion and books,
This lilac lassie was small in size, but big in heart.

She knew that one day her tears of joy and sadness,
Would be her part in the world,
She would pray, never fight, and in her gladness,
The Little Lilac Lassie would always be a special girl.

“I love I love!”
She would chant in her little garden, her own special place,
But what do these words really mean? “I love I love!”
Can you imagine the enchanted look on her white, yet marry face.

She leaped she danced she sang in the rain,
It was her most beloved place in the world,
For rain you cannot hold in your hand to your own advantage, keep on yourself for pride, or make from your arrogance,
That is why rain is special, all on its own.

This told her that The Abba Father was just as the same as the rain could ever be, but for now shall she pray, hope, and have faith, The Little Lilac Lassie.

Eeh she is adorable this lassy makes me laugh.. playing with her rubber duckies splashing in the bath..and me left with a flooded floor in her aftermath..but I won’t get woundup on that warpath

Haha butter wouldn’t melt in her mouth..as shes pointing to the north telling me “Grandma that’s the south” Oh if only my Chickadee would never change.. alas she will become an adult in this life that is so strange..Well within this world of uncertainty and doubt..may my Hunnybun never be harmed.. this is something I could do without

Let this little one learn to be a child.. not growing older every day with knowledge of the deviled..her innocence at the moment is beautiful and beguiled..my heart just melted as she looked at me and smiled.. sweetness shines from her fair freckled face..with that twinkle in her eye as she looks up to space..there ought to be more like her in this human race.. she simply lights up the darkness from doom and disgrace