As I have mentioned before my girls are my life. My eldest daughter turns 3 in November and I still can’t believe how fast she is growing up. It’s amazing to sit and have full conversations with her, watch her dance and enjoy music, even the funny faces she makes when she tastes something she doesn’t like are an adventure. I have dedicated this poem to her, wishing she would stay this tall forever.
It’s an attempt at a rhyme, so please bear with me…
God granted us this gift,
a heavenly flower to look after
who fills our life with joy and glee
and greets us with love and laughter.
She has grown, beautiful beyond belief
alive beyond her years
inadequacy always causing us grief
but always calming our fears.
Thank you for this great gem
for this spark of life, all of our own.
We promise to protect and to love her
even after she’s all grown.