Traversing the realms of beauty and grace,
I am entranced by my child’s enchanting face,
Breathtaking charm that ignites a flame,
Captivating all who whisper their name.

In the tapestry of existence, a radiant soul,
My child’s allure, a tale untold,
Awe fills my being at the sight they bestow,
In their presence, a celestial glow.

Envy trails in the wake of their light,
As others behold, hearts take flight,
In the radiance my child effortlessly exudes,
Envy stirs in those who witness their moods.

A charm so profound, it paints the air,
In every gaze, a story rare,
My child, an embodiment of beauty untamed,
In their aura, a melody unnamed.

Constantly in awe of their ethereal grace,
A beauty that time cannot erase,
As all who behold are left in a trance,
Envy blooms at this mesmerizing dance.

Their presence a symphony, a work of art,
Captivating souls from end to start,
In the wake of their radiance, envy weaves,
A tapestry of longing, a heart that grieves.

In the shadows of their breathtaking charm,
Hearts are swayed, minds disarm,
I am but a witness to this divine display,
In my child’s beauty, a world at bay.

Enchantment lingers where my child treads,
Their beauty a beacon that never sheds,
A captivating force that none can deny,
In their presence, worlds collide and ally.

In the echo of their captivating grace,
Envy follows, a shadowed trace,
Yet in my heart, their beauty reigns supreme,
A treasure that transcends even the wildest dream.