Lovely Lucille

You beautiful old soul.  Your deep enchanting eyes could put a spell on any being. You are tenacious and sweet. Clever and brave. Free-spirited and bold. I love the way you hold my neck when you are in my arms, and squint your eyes when you smile. When I look into those eyes, I see my own mother. I see warmth. I see love. Papa says he is expecting big things from you. I can see why. Your intensity is infectious. The world is yours.  Take it, little one.

Lucy with balloons

Mama

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