My Daughter Poem by Lesa MRK

There was a little child-
With eyes so young and blue.
Now she's all grown up-
That child was you.
Once you were just little-
With curls so blond and gay.
Now your hair has darkened-
The curls have gone away.
You no longer wear red bows,
To brighten up your hair.
Those dark, little freckles.
Were on your face so fair.
But the freckles are all gone,
When you wear your make-up now.
You cover them with base,
And darken up your brow.
Today I saw you walkiing,
With the fellow down the street.
Someday you'll be leaving here,
With a gentleman you'll meet.
I'll miss you everyday-
With an aching heart I'll see,
My little girl in the adult body,
Smile as she waves at me.