Kristin looked up as her daughter entered and smiled softly.

Suddenly, like the sun coming out from behind rain clouds, her daughter smiled at her.

His daughter smiled at me through the window of the globe.

The adult daughter was smiling and concentrating on her artwork.

The woman and her daughter were smiling, arms around one another.

His daughter hesitated then held out her hand and smiled.

My daughter and I smiled from a beach on the Carolina coast.

And his daughter smiled at him from a picture that was taped inside the glass candy display.

It didn't fit well; he hadn't smiled much since he had lost his daughter.

Their daughter smiled and snuggled back down beneath the blanket.