Be Quiet
Be
quiet
my Pumpkin,
it's not your turn.
"But Daddy, why not?"
Her look filled with desire.
Hair aflame and golden eyes
the roller coaster beckoning.
She shows no fear, she is only five ,
daddy's little girl, so eager to please.
My only desire is to see her smile,
the love I have for her always there,
as time moves on and days go by
I watch her grow and live life.
Friends come and go, tears too!
Days pass by quickly,
soccer practice,
the school play,
(Faustus)
gone.
Now,
she looks
around her
to tomorrow,
her future awaits.
My only hope is to
help her through a bit longer.
How proud I am of who she is
as today we watch her graduate.
Eighteen now, eagerly spreading her wings.
Sticky are the tears welling in my eyes,
as I watch her walk off of the stage.
A kiss for her accomplishment,
congratulations I say.
Be quiet now Pumpkin
as I wipe her face.
You'll be OK
finally,
it's your
turn.
8/23/2015
Copyright © James Inman | Year Posted 2015
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