When my heart needs love,
And I need a great big hug;
I look for Little Miss Vicky,
For she is truly my hug bug.

With hair like the sun,
And eyes of deepest blue;
She has a quiet attitude,
But spunk to battle you.

She lives in the shadow,
Of a sister full of life;
And quietly goes her way,
Causing little strife.

Vicky's heart is soft,
And can easily be broken;
But when you win her love,
You've received quite a token.

Her heart is pure and feminine,
All girl, inside and out;
With a mind that sees the good,
When we have our doubts.

Vicky will grow to be a woman,
Who's gentle, kind and sweet;
And the man who wins her heart,
Has found himself a treat.

~ Sandra Oidtman~
©2000