More precious than gold
Such beauty and grace
My sweet Desi Lou
I shall forever embrace

Her beautiful smile
Her charisma and wit
When collaged all together
Will send your heart a miss

Full of such Great Spirit and a love for life
Throughout all of her adolescent years
My Sweet Desi Lou is growing faster
Faster than I can wipe away her tears

The tears are almost obsolete now
Replaced with smiles, laughter and quips
My daughter you’re nearly a woman
Yet I still yearn for that motherly grip

As the time grows nearer and the signs are sure
My promise to you is this;
To allow you to flourish as a beautiful woman
And to always surround you with a special kiss