Beautiful boy

From the moment I set eyes on her chocolate brown eyes, and soft golden skin I knew I had to have her.

There she was crying behind a bush, with a scrapped knee and busted lip. At mere 4 years old she was beautiful, even with snot dripping down her face.

My presence had frightened her more, she scrambled to her feet ready to bolt.

"Hey, hey! It's okay, I won't hurt you." I soothed reaching my hands out towards her.

She paused, her big brown eyes wide with fear and uncertainty. I slowly took a few steps closer, until I stood before her. Her petite body trembling body increased as another gust of wind bit our arms.

I prayed mommy wouldn't be mad my jacket was missing as I hurried to take it off and give to the enchanting little girl in front of me. Her tears had ceased and she didn't look away from my smiling face as I wrapped her up in my grey zip up. It engolfed her small frame, making her look smaller than she was.

I wiped her cheeks free of tears. She released a giggle as my fingers tickled her cheeks before quickly cover her mouth with her hands, surprised at the sound that escaped.

My heart leaped at the sound of her laugh, it was beautiful.

She laughs a little too hard when she was nervous, she cries when the animal dies in movies, her smile makes my heart burst out my chest.
She soon become the reason for my existence, the reason I got up in the morning. She consumed my every thought, every breathe I breathed was for her