I can not forget in a hurry
Twenty fourth day of January
A day host of Angels came down
From heaven as millions of stars
Witnessed the birth of a great star
It was late hour, nine thirty eight
Baby Hazel had her first breath…

Just a week before she was born
I saw my Princess it was fun
In my sleep, just beside her mom
She revealed the wonders to come
While her skin glittered like a gold
Her pupils were not just love shaped
They were hazy, her names it showed

We were once two, now we are three
The reflection grows like a tree
She chose us, we didn’t choose her
Hence we are honored to have her
As a branch on the family tree
There is nothing more exciting
Than watching her grow everyday.

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