She loves to strut around in an over-sized shoe
Walk high on heels with her tiny feet, but she’s all of two
She is bright and happy, naughty and yeah, accident-prone
From day to dusk, she keeps me on her toes, I thus bemoan
When she wakes up she wants the TV music turned on
And until the time she sleeps, it goes on and on and on
She hugs his t-shirt when he’s not around, feeling his warmth perhaps
And wraps my t around her neck to feel my embrace during her naps
She flashes the sweetest smile ever when up to a trick
And the heart, even if made of stone, will melt just as quick
She wants everything her bigger sister takes to study or play
She’s stubborn, nothing more - nothing less is just her way
She claps, she dances, she mimics, her actions speak a million words
And if you’re not looking, she’s on the table, licking up curds
Ne-po is the new word in her vocabulary, which she uses at will
She gets things done her way; you just can’t hold her still
She’s a little devil, at the same time, sweet as an angel
Fiddles with everything, but you can’t pull out the cudgel
She’ll jump off the ledge if you tell her “go”
She knows she’ll land safe, coz she trusts you so
All this and more, she is Becky, my darling baby
And I am discovering myself through her, maybe.
