My little girl


Nine months of patience endured,
My first lesson she taught me
The last month riddled with wild guessing,
What will it be ? He or she?

She it was, filling me with boundless joy,
My second lesson she taught me
Heights of happiness engulfed;
Dunking out any pain that was to be.

Ma, she cried,
a whole new purpose in my life she bestowed,
A beautiful journey began,
Packed rich with nuggets of her just-born goodness.

First to be carried, then my arms,
finally just a finger to hold would do,
To guide her towards her own path,
From me, the only home she once knew.

Now she does all too quickly,
What were once sweet challenges,
Of feeding, bathing, soothing to sleep,
My baby, I suppose, has just promoted me.

I will learn baby, just as you will,
Of giving and letting go, just as much as you need.
Fear not, take your firm little steps further,
You and me, we're in this together, forever.