My Daughter

My Daughter short poem

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It’s a girl!
The words which in an instant
Rebirthed me,
as a mother.
The inexplicable feeling of joy
That no words can describe,
Which filled my being
As I gazed into those
Impossibly bright eyes
My daughter.

The first smile, the chortles,
The pigtails, the shaved head,
The play dates, the story times, the sing-alongs, the sand art…..
the precious memories
That fill my heart with love
My daughter.

A friend, now,
Someone with whom I can
Sit and gossip,
Over a cup of hot tea.
Independent, yet someone
Who cherishes her bond with me.
My daughter.

You make me proud,
Just by being who you are.
Mere words cannot
Express the love I have for
My daughter

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