Chrissy
Christine Amy, my youngest daughter of three,
You make me mad, you make me angry,
One minute you can be throwing a temper tantrum,
There`s never a dull moment,
We all stick together and help,
Yes, you are the youngest,
Mom
Footnote:- I wrote this for Chrissy August 1989, when
You are the baby of our family,
Like your sisters, you mean everything to me,
And that`s the way it should be.
Sometimes you`re hard to find.
Other times you`re completely different,
So thoughtful, sweet, helpful, and kind.
Then next minute you`re quiet as a mouse.
First you`re throwing your stuff all over the place,
Then, just as suddenly, you`re cleaning the house.
Whenever you`re around.
But sometimes I feel like,
I'm pounding my head against the ground.
When there`s an emergency.
We really do love each other,
And that`s the way families should be.
I love you and you are my baby.
And just like your sisters,
You have your own personality.
she was 12. She is 27 now and has found Mr. Right,
and they are engaged to be married.
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