Heroine of this poem (!) is my three year old daughter

I have a cute little daughter;
   always hops around with laughter
She is happy with whatever she has
   In her world, it's her the boss.

She turns the house upside down
   makes me to wish I'm out of town
When I find something is missing
   She is the one I must be checking

She is not scared of anything,
   Even ghosts, lies and betrayals are nothing
Never afraid to try-out new things tirelessly
   But still, if her instinct says she will give-up happily

She deals with one thing at a time,
   Anything else does not worth a dime
She does not know a lot of things
   Still she outsmarts many than one thinks

She forgives and forgets just like that,
   which is something even your God can’t !
From this little one there is a lot to learn
   To apply 'em all, I wish I'm born again