My Daughter's Birthday
Today’s my daughter’s birthday
And it sends me reeling back;
Her life was just a question mark,
A code I’d have to crack.
There were no clues to who she’d be –
How cute or smart or charming,
Or whether there might lurk a problem,
Possibly alarming.
I didn’t know what aptitudes
Were tucked away, unbidden,
Just waiting for the chance to sprout
From where they nestled, hidden.
I can’t remember if I’d thought
Of how she might excel –
And if I didn’t, I suppose
It’s really just as well.
For progeny surprise us –
They unfurl like shiny leaves;
And as they grow, we marvel at
The tricks kept up their sleeves.
And what’s revealed may differ from
Our notions, pre-conceived;
But often, we’re in awe of what
They’ve cleverly achieved.
My daughter’s sharp and funny
And her singing steals the show,
Several pieces of the puzzle
That I pondered long ago.
Copyright © Ilene Bauer | Year Posted 2013
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