Nizhoni

a smile as bright as sunshine

with the secrets of the moon

the beauty of the skyline

a voice warmer than an afternoon in June

singing songs straight from the heavens

like an angel, just for me

luckier than triple sevens

footloose and fancy free

no mold could ever make her

she's simply, one of a kind

the years with her, a blur

as they say, the time does fly

she's wise and bold and thoughtful

with the wisdom of a sage

unaware of just how beautiful

living her life, fully engaged

to call her a blessing, too simplistic

she is the beating of my heart

an optimistic realistic

a living, breathing, work of art

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Let me introduce you to my oldest daughter, Nizhoni. Her name is Navajo, meaning very beautiful, very lovely...and she is.

She has the power to bring change and comfort to the people in her world. Strong and constant, though a bit insecure. She has the ability to see in and through many difficult situations easing the difficulties that change can bring.

She works with children and families, helping them in trying to heal and repair their pasts, with grace and compassion.

To say I am proud of the woman she is, seems insignificant. She is the epitome of the definition of her name, and so much more.

She is my heart.