On A Full Moon Night

The day's light Is replaced By the wandering, carefree night, As it charges with energy of it's own inner light, Like a dark dashing knight, In shining armour, Like the full moon's silvery attire, As it seems to lure. A bottle of the best champagne Pop's and was ready to pour, To celebrate the arrival of my baby girl, On the eight of April, Born so beautiful like a shining pearl With your melting chocolate eyes, Skin aglow, As nearby the river Liffey flows, Like cascading through your veins, The city of Dublin is your constant love affair, With your dark brown mane, Glinting golden strands of hair, Catching the light Blowing in an easterly breeze, On a full moon night, As with your determined drive you arrive, With iconic style, Ambition to strive to go that extra mile, My girl blooming Into a beautiful woman, With panache like an exotic fan, Elegant, With mystique and cool charm, You warm, To people and places, Joy exudes in abundance, With romance, As with perfect rhythm you dance, To your own tune Watching over you is the mystique and lure Of the powerful full moon.