My Little Girl
I will never forget that November day,
It doesn’t seem so long ago,
Yet it has been 17 years, already,
And my life has changed more than you know.
Although, we don’t live together,
I miss you more every day,
Things don’t always go the way we plan,
I’m sorry; It had to be this way,
But I’ve watched you grow and learn,
And I am so proud of the choices you make,
You are smart and talented, and oh so cute,
And always give more than you take,
And though I am not there, right now,
That’s not how I wanted it to be,
I am always here for you, Sweetheart,
Because you’re; 'more than a Daughter to me'
For Jenica, on her 17th birthday
My entry for the challenge:
'more than a ________ to me'
In my poem: My Little Girl.
By Tracey
© 2009 Tracey
(All rights reserved)
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