-A Marigold-

Like a marigold abloom,
This girl came with aplomb,
As she is first to come,

After the first two sons.

A voice she has, low and husky,
A skin, golden and dusky,

Her features is of a grandma,
Her height from a grandpa.

Witty, serious and no baby talk,

Endears herself to her father's folk,

When she tells them, she's no pretty,

Because she is her lola's ugly baby.

Now, she's a towering brainy lady,

So outspoken and there's never a day,

She fails herself and out to the fore,

Believes that beauty is skin deep,

Character is more....