Red head, born with blonde, yellow like the sun,
And eyes blue-grey, oceanic, with a
Russet fleck in your left iris,
A speckle of your dad.
Rosebud lips, dress your face, they play above
A delicate chin. Oh! And your thin skin
Pearl onion white, freckles in the
Summer light. My princess!
She’s a queen now, nearly nineteen–
But forever and ever a sweet babe to me.