Oh my little baby girl
auburn hair, almond shaped eyes
green like a sea, sparkling in their orbs
my beautiful child
when I look at photos from our past
i am reminded of joy
felt by holding you in my arms
what a delight you were , never demanding much
you have grown up to be
smart and dependable, loving and kind
you are all I could ever want,
oh my little baby girl
Process notes: This is Melissa Amber. She is 31(which most times reminds me of how fast time flies).
I can still remember bringing her home from the hospital as if it were yesterday. She is a lovely girl and works as an RN in a hospital in Florida. I call her Momo. Don't know why, it is just a name that has stayed that way over the years. I miss her all the time.
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Your daughter is lovely. Looks like her mom. And your poem..straight to the point.
ReplyDeleteRegards,
Doug
This was a lovely reminder of my own beautiful daughter. She's only six, but I still see a baby sometimes. Thanks!
ReplyDeleteGood work!
I bet this made her day.
ReplyDeleteTime does indeed fly. Lovely poem.
ReplyDeleteLovely
ReplyDeleteBeautiful sentiments. Well done. Looking forward to more.
ReplyDeleteWow, what a powerful reminder of how fast time goes by. Thirty one years of love in eleven lines. Very nice!
ReplyDeletethanks for sharing this Pam...my oldest is 31 and jolene will be 30 this year....no need for an appology either....i smiled at your reply and Nelson had a great sense of humor
ReplyDeleteA lovely poem about a lovely daughter. My lovely daughter is 30 and now has a little 6 month old daughter of her own. I know exactly how you feel about your baby girl!
ReplyDeleteA beautiful poem Pamela. Old photos are folded in with memoires...Your poem reminds me of the days my son was a little bounce of energy.
ReplyDeleteDoug,
ReplyDeleteShe is much prettier than me. But you are so kind to say otherwise. Thanks for stopping by.
Pamela
Lori,
ReplyDeleteThanks so much!
Pamela
James,
ReplyDeleteI just told her about two hours ago and she told me she was going to bed. She had a long day at work. But honesly she will probably die when she sees the title. Oops!
Pamela
Sheila,
ReplyDeleteThanks so very much!
Pamela
RSA,
ReplyDeleteThanks!
Pamela
Mark,
ReplyDeleteLikewise!
Pamela
JDM,
ReplyDeleteThis is very condensed. As opposed to how I really feel. Thanks!
Pamela
Wayne,
ReplyDeleteYou are a kind and forgiving soul. Thank you.
Pamela
Marianne,
ReplyDeleteI am still waiting for my grandchild.
Thanks for stopping by.
Pamela
Uma,
ReplyDeleteThey are always a joy aren't they? Thanks for stopping by.
Pamela
Pamela, this is a lovely, heart-warming poem. Thank you for sharing this.
ReplyDeleteShari,
ReplyDeleteThanks for stopping by and commenting. It is always a pleasure to hear from you.
Pamela
Pamela - I can just hear the joy in these words. Beautiful work!
ReplyDeleteWhat a great work, but the "never demanding much" threw me for a loop. Wish I'd had one like that!
ReplyDeleteI loved your poem, Pamela. I have the same sentiments about my grown son, now 24.
ReplyDeleteAlejandra,
ReplyDeleteThis was an easy subject for me to write about. Thanks for stopping by.
Pamela
Dan,
ReplyDeleteThanks! I am very fortunate. Melissa was and is a great kid!
Pamela
Only Footprints,
ReplyDeleteThank you so much for commenting. My Melissa is the best!
Pamela
Phew, that's true love, you must be very proud of your daughter.
ReplyDeleteNicely done.
Andy,
ReplyDeleteMelissa is a wonderful girl and I am very proud of her. Thanks for commenting and stopping by.
Pamela