Pheonix

In commemoration of your eighteen years I will weave you a story fit for all ears Of a special girl who is very much loved A precious gift who was sent from above A fallen angel who we are blessed to be That her soul chose us, her family A cousin, a sister and above all a daughter Who has delighted us all with years of her laughter But the road for this girl has not always been clear At times she has been filled with a great fear For to bear the weight of life’s choice’s on your shoulder’s Your feet sink in the mud and the inner fire smoulders It is from those ashes that your inner phoenix does sore Bringing back the light and hope and oh so much more The path of your life, untrodden is unique You will blaze down that path, to any goal that you seek With determination and an iron will Your strength of conviction is a special skill She knows her mind and what it is that she wants She will never give in to life’s do’s and don’ts For her to live her life the way that she needs Sometimes she will be forced down on her knees It is at that point her strength will shine And it will guide her through life’s complicated design She must forge on ahead, beat back all the doubt Its the choices we make that sets us out For life is full of sheep, directionless and lost Always searching for the life that they want the most A part of that group she will never be For she is too clever, too much like me She fights for herself and others she loves Her soul is as pure and free as a dove’s This is my weaving, filled with warmth and light The life map of a girl who I have kept in my sights For only eighteen years it is that she’s lived I look forward to all the rest, the greatest gift she can give.