Your laughter is as delightful as the tendrils in your hair
Sometimes when you are sleeping I cannot help but stare
I’m so in love with everything that is good about my girl
I celebrate each inch you’ve grown and every little curl
I love the days we shared a treat or took a trip somewhere
The way you’ve come to love a book, the way you sing a prayer
It’s easy you and I admit, at times, then not so much
Those hours that become challenging and when things just fall apart
Regretfully I must disclose that I have done some wrong
To shun you every other time I think that you’ve done wrong
Those instances I raised my voice, I may not take them back
They’re moments lost in time now but I cannot forget.
How it is your spirit came to be entrusted in my care
I do not have an answer save I’m blessed with something rare
I make a vow to stay by you next time the hurt kicks in
When you scream and thunder, when you wail to win
I’ll meet you there with tenderness, where I was harsh before,
I guess you’re going through a jam; I will not shut the door
I let go of the fantasy of what you cannot be
And hold on to what’s real instead:
Of one that’s wild and free
Not only do I take you exactly as you are,
But raise you high as heaven, like a sacred star
I see at once that each thought and cell, each breath and every word,
Are truly wondrous miracles that come to grace this Earth.