We struggled and were both at risk
when you burst into my world.
They said a boy; but there you were:
a happy, chubby, rosy girl.
You didn’t fuss a lot, but smiled
and as you grew into a tot
You followed, watched, deduced and questioned
each and every coming thought.
The years have come and gone
and left us many diverse memories
Frustrations, tears, pride and laughter
all make up a part of these
And as you age and change and think
to start and live your life again
I see both woman that you are
and bright eyed babe you were back then.
Who you become is in the power
of God’s heart and yet of yours
As you are learning to rely and want
and be what faith secures
I celebrate the future
as I celebrate that day long past
When mom and babe formed, eye to eye,
a bond that will forever last.
