She was basking in the ambiance
Of the afternoon sun
In the grandeur of the bright blue skies
As waves gently splashed, when she was only one

Her face was as precious, as a pink rose
With light golden hair
And skin so soft
She played in the satiny sands, without a care

Neath a lovely palm tree
At the finest time of  year
As soft winds stroked her delicate natural curls
She was quite an adorable little girl, and I love her very dear