My Angel

My Angel's happy
As she skips along the beach
Without need for clothes her wet body
Shimmers in the evening sun
She bends and reaches
For a glistening pebble
Exposing her perfect peaches

My Angel's sad
I ask her why
She says she's been bad
I draw her close
And hold her for a while
It makes her smile

My Angel's naughty
Misbehaving she won't listen
To me as I chide her
In her tantrum she screams
And shouts
I try to calm her but
She stands there and pouts

My Angel's good
Pleasing me in every way
I like it best when
She says
"I love you more each day"