Hazel my daughter in whom I am well pleased
In her I see the feminine version of myself
And from another angle I clearly see her mummy
We are the images, and she is a plate
The ultimate father of lights is the picture
While life is the light, that placed us in her
She smiles infectiously like her mother,
And filled of enthusiasms like her father
Apples really do not fall far from its trees
She is our combination in reflection
Reason we are gifted from the father of lights
For she chose us, we never precisely picked her…
I see our noses, eyes and our reflection
It baffles me how breaths could replicate
Forming a perfect mirror image of it selves.
e-Paper Poetry of Vinx 
What a beautiful family. Love 💕 Joni
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Oh yeah!
Thank you Joni
In there is Baby Hazel, her mum (my wife) and I…
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Well you have a stunning family. You should be so happy. You are a blessed man. You and your family stay safe and healthy. Congratulations on the little Hazel. Beautiful! God is so great. Love 💕 Joni
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Thank you ma!
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You enjoy your beautiful family and be very safe my friend. Love and blessings coming your way. Love ❤️ Joni
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Amen!
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