I often sit and wonder how it came to be, that 3 of gods finest were sent to be with me.
So wise, so bright, so beautiful - all the qualities that they share. So thick and brown, one shiney blonde and a mop of curly hair.
Three sets of eyes all mysterious brown - but of slighty different shades. The time and effort that must of went in when my three girls were made.
My eldest child - My pride - so beautiful and wise beyond her years
My second born - My Princess - so pretty, pure and fair
My baby girl - My Blessing - from the moment I saw her face, I knew she'd fit in perfectly and now everythings in place.
I have three girls so perfect - but I have blessed them too, with the gift of having sisters to share in all they do.
narelle taylor
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