Grace is Beautiful

My neice Grace is beautiful,
that's just fact.

She's blonde and new,
nearly two and she is an Empress of a demander.
I miss her,
and sing `Incy Wincy` down the phone,
while she ignores me.

She's so delicious,
and makes me ache where my heart is.

She likes wearing a hat and sun-glasses indoors,
every moment a holiday,
for Grace.

Distance makes reality slightly fuzzy,
she's probably a smelly monster,
but I love her like an Angel
who's bestowed showers of grace.