Isabel

her name is like a spell

no, like a song, my Isabel

her smile is contagious

her laugh is infectious

her soul is pure and innocent

her beauty is simply heaven sent

she's overflowing with love

my angel from above

she loves to hug and kiss

this feeds into her bliss

it's a shame that she'll have to grow

and one day she will have to go

out to this world of lies and hate

i can't protect, or hold her from fate

i can only teach her all i can 

to be the best, for the good of man

when the time comes, i'll let her leave

because i know she'll have dreams to achieve

but for now, she's still my baby

i'll mold her until she becomes a lady.

I wrote this on Jan 30, 2007.
Isabel was about 8 years old.

~daperfectmix