Growing up

You turn in your sleep,

And I inch away, just a step

I smile at your joke,

The one I forgot to laugh at.

Your hair, the way you want to wear

Just like me.. I forgot to say

I am pleased that you want to.

You said you would your laces tie,

You can brush your hair just right.

You have learnt to smile when you don't want to..

And not cry when you want to.

You know when to tell me

The things I wish to hear, and also

Things I do not want to...

My dear, you're growing up.

I wish to give you my princess,

Every happiness I have felt, and instead

Take from you each time,

That pain crosses your path.

Fearful I am now, for I think

Of when you face the world, gentle one

With the grace of a lily,

But also the power of a storm..

Always, may God be with you

My dear, you're growing up.