Blessing To My Daughter
I remember when my daughter was born,
She had such an adorable face.
She was the best companion ever, so
I dragged her all over the place.
She had the kindest spirit I’d ever known
And courage like that of a lion.
She was so smart that she breezed through
School without ever really tryin’.
Graced with looks, brains and personality,
I knew that even the sky would be no limit.
She could do whatever she wanted, and
Choose her fate which ever way she’d spin-it.
Now, my BabyGirl is married with a baby of her own.
I ponder where the time went and how it is she’s grown.
It’s more than empty nest syndrome,
Now that she is gone.
I’ve lost the best part of me, but
I have to carry on.
When I hear her sweet, sweet voice,
Although it’s miles away,
I proudly pretend my BabyGirl
Is close to me that day.
And when reality hits me as,
Of course, it always does.
I reminisce our days together and
The way it always was.
Then, I smile and cry simultaneously
Because our time just didn’t last.
And, I inwardly bless my daughter
For every moment of our past.
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