She's a woman with grace

Petite but you'll love to embrace

She's a lady full of confidence

Sweet even a little girl with independence.

She write so neatly

And speaks so boldly

She walks too fast

That you get furious how she does

But we always love her anywhere she goes.

She's my dear for a decade or more

But her charm and wit even grow while she's getting older

She became more than knowledgable of the things around her

But still she's sensitive to the people sorrounded her.

She's my Jeannette, lovely to attest

A brave mother of her own nest

A patient wife at its best

Wearing her own crown fit for her till the rest.