“Eighteen”

Ten years ago,

You were so excited to see me

That you raced over to me on your bike

And crashed into me forgetting to brake!

My poor baby, you ended up hurt,

But daddy was there to dry your tears.

Eight years ago we went to the movies

And you had such a good time,

That you would always ask me when

We would go back to watch another movie.

It’s moments like these that make life

Worth living and enjoying.

Recently you learned to drive,

And now you have a driver’s permit!

I can’t believe that day has finally come,

My baby will be a licensed driver soon.

It’s both scary and exciting all at once.

You’ll be the legal age to vote,

And these days, your vote matters.

No longer that little baby girl

That would hold onto my finger

As I would watch over you as you slept.

You gave me purpose,

I lived only to raise you and educate you

And teach you how to survive, and adapt.

My pride and joy,

I have loved watching you grow

Into the smart and beautiful lady you are.

Happy Birthday, my Virgo princess.

Poppers loves you forever and ever!

©Mauricio Rincon ®Skeletal Abstract 2020

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