Little wise child, under the silver moon.
your eyes know the Old Ones,
who knew you'd soon
visit our realm and brighten our days.
As we walk with you, we change our ways.
Little laughing girl with the Old Soul eyes.
How did you get to be so wise?
Don't lose your wholeness as you grow.
Remember all you know.
Little laughing girl with the happy heart,
you brought joy and laughter
from the start.
To our hearts you hold the golden key,
and now we will forever be
captives of your
merry little heart.
This is my beautiful, funny, wise, and happy great-granddaughter, Lunabella. For Elizabeth's prompt at isojournal: to use the words child, walk, silver, cradle, keys and moon. Luna never needed a cradle, she has her mommy's arms. Day 14 kids. Is not this month going fast?