Daddy's little girl

You're the end of the rainbow, a pot of gold
You're daddy's little girl, to have and hold.
A precious gem is what you are;
You're mommy's bright and shining star.

You’re the spirit of Christmas, the star on our tree.
You’re the Easter Bunny to Mommy and me.
You’re sugar, you're spice, and you're everything nice
And You’re Daddy’s Little Girl

You’re a treasure I cherish, all sparkling and bright.
You were touched by Holy and beautiful light;
Like the angels who sing, a heavenly thing;
And you’re Daddy’s Little Girl

Michael Buble

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Lately, I've got sth about children. I just keep photographing them. Parents already hate me - imagine that: you're walking with your kid and suddenly there's a flash and a girl with a camera runs aways, giggling...
I generally don't like children, but I just can't resist.

This was made on the Horse Junior Championship in Bialka.

A word to Mr. on the pic: I'm sorry, I didn't want to scare you. I swear, I'm not a paedophile. My apologise again.