Once a little baby ...

A nine month stretch and here she is , a small little cry and resilence . She reaches for me to hold her tight her little fist up in the air stretching and cooing goodnight . Tears of joy leap to my chin . Her eyes so dollish like .I grab a blanket to swaddle her tight . I fight to keep going to work and clean and now she is sixteen . The challenges seem to strengthen ,letting my baby go is hard to grasp . The baby blankets do not seem to fit and smallest things not to matter but the teen chatter .I still clean her room and do what I can but as time goes by she ups her demands .The smallest token of love I have to retire , to let her go is such a big matter . I still love my babygirl and her strong opinions for now she is a young woman facing her own destiny and claims she won;t do things like me .She stands about my heighth and knows what she wants in this life to be left alone to conquer this life in her own throne .

Once a little baby ...

chandra

Washougal, United States

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