Little Long-Legs

Little Long-Legs
         by Amy Swanson

Running to me

           with big hugs
                     
                    and even bigger brown eyes


smile full of mischief

arms thrown around my neck

           --- almost choking me!--- 
                        *smile*

"I love you Mommy!"

                         my little "Long-Legs"

how fast you have grown.

Almost as tall 
           
                as your short mama

*but then that wouldn't take much*
                  --wink!--


I smile

     remembering a time

                when my little Long-Legs

                               ... my long-legged girl...

had little bitty
                     short legs
                                    just learning how to toddle around the house
                                                           (falling over!)

crawling faster than I could walk

            running to keep up with her...!...

                           purple baby food plums smeared across a happy smiling mouth

full of giggles

and smiles

with no idea how cruel this world can be;

pure innocence.

Pure contentment.

                       Oh how time flies.

She's nine next week

   birthday princess

toddler toys long gone;

she wants a bike

         so she can ride like the wind --

                       already the taste of freedom in her mouth

                                           already the feel of freedom in her spirit

another step...
       away from me.

        But she knows

          I will always

*and, somehow, forever*

  watch over my little girl
    
        even when she is no longer little.


She smiles at me

                  teeth slightly crooked

                                     hair brushed all by herself

and asks "Do you like my style?"

          already planning her fashion agenda

like every "big girl" does.


My almost-nine year old girl
 
  born on lucky clover day

       March 17th, 2000

the day she changed my life
             *my world*         
 
                      so grown up, so soon...

                                 and I know more is on the way.

What I don't know

         is how this mother's heart will fare

when one day she leaves.


You make my life complete

          sunshine girl

  full of tickles and giggles


I love you so, 
                     my little Long-Legs.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Shango Avatar
March 18, 2009 at 9:39 AM
A thoroughly gifted rapture of love. Love
Devonshire Avatar
March 13, 2009 at 8:23 AM
This poem offers the reader such a gift of joy! But there is nostalgia, too, as we can only watch as small legs grow to "long legs." Your love for your daughter shines throughout this excellent work. Your daughter is lucky to have you! Love, Carolyn
P. Avatar
March 12, 2009 at 5:47 AM
what a wonderful write about your long legs... want a bike..nhuh?!? wish her my birthday wishes... alright!! she's a lovely girl.... all adventurous!! reminds me off ME... the fast crawling... so me... when i was a kid!! nicely written... she must be so proud of you... ~ Arany
Biffany Avatar
March 12, 2009 at 12:37 AM
Amy, I love the message, imagery and structure of this poem. Thank you for your comment of my recently featured poem. Randy
Fitz Avatar
March 11, 2009 at 9:43 PM
I can see the love in this little piece from mother to daughter,great job and thank you for shareing your feelings of unconditational love.
Parish Avatar
March 11, 2009 at 2:21 PM
Oh how sweet. Wonderful write, Amy. You've got to be a proud Mother. She sounds adorable. HUGS! ~Belinda~
Atanacio Avatar
March 11, 2009 at 1:43 PM
wonderful
Goff Avatar
March 11, 2009 at 11:33 AM
beautiful!
Richards Avatar
March 11, 2009 at 10:47 AM
I do hope you will save all these poems, so that some day when she's grown....she will know how much she was loved! So tender, so sweet. ~ love, Carrie
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