Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, Happy birthday, my dearest Abigail, Happy birthday to you…
its sad when you hit double digits, not quite a woman, not quite a child. Wanting to be older, but longing to be held close like you were when you were 2… today my baby hits a decade of existence… in this I feel strangely content to know that the child she is, is only a window to the woman she will become… the challenge is dressing the window so that its beautiful in design, humble yet confident, wise, yet teachable.
There is much to be molded from this lump of clay God has given to us…. we’re halfway there and have much work to do…. Happy birthday babygirl……know that you are loved beyond measure…
My Daughter Grows Up
Life is fleeting, years rush past…
and little girls grow up so fast!
Let me take time out to be
glad that mine is still here with me.
And though I’m busy through the day,
let me take time out to play…
Let me take time out to smile,
to linger with her for a while…
To invite her under the table for tea
and dress up silly as can be.
Let me take time out to sing
and dance and skip
and twirl and swing…
To splash in puddles when it rains
and make her fancy daisy chains.
Let me take time out to hear
about the things that she holds dear.
Let me tuck her in at night,
hear her prayers, turn off the light.
And for one more moment let me pray
and thank God that we shared this day!