My LIttle Girl Named Hannah

this free style poem is about my daughter Hanah My Little Girl Hannah There is this little girl named Hannah. She is only two years and one month old. On some levels, she is just so very tiny. But no matter because she is still my little girl named Hannah. She is such a curly headed little moppet. Even after you comb it out, a few minutes later it just goes right back to being curly again. But no matter because she is my little girl named Hannah. She loves to eat food all day and every day, so little Hannah has a little pudgy tummy. That she likes showing off to mommy and daddy all the time. But no matter because she is still my little girl named Hannah. She loves to give kisses and play with her little brother Kenneth. But she also likes to pick on and take things away from Kenneth. But no matter because she is still my little girl named Hannah. She is so very smart for her age but the poor little thing hasn’t learned how to talk yet. But no matter because she is still my little girl named Hannah. She knows how to walk, run, and dance in her baby dance that she does. But no matter because she is still my little girl named Hannah. She copies mommy and daddy on nearly everything they do, but she is so cute when she does. But no matter because she is still my little girl named Hannah. Her giggle is just so darn adorable and yet she does not laugh for real on some occasions. But no matter because she is still my little girl named Hannah. Even though she acts up and is very particular on some things she is, still my little girl named Hannah and I love her.