It was my firstborns 16th birthday recently. I wanted to honour this 'time of transition' for her - from child to woman; and express my own feelings also - so I wrote her a poem and thought I would share it here. :)
I bought her a quality pen, engraved with a personal message, and a journal, with a photo of me cradling her as a new born babe. I fully accept my girls are growing up, I celebrate it, but it isn't always easy 'letting go', or rather watching them make mistakes. Yet, I know we all have our own lessons to learn, and ways of doing so. I just want them to know I love them, share what I can, and just be there for them if needed. :)
I bought her a quality pen, engraved with a personal message, and a journal, with a photo of me cradling her as a new born babe. I fully accept my girls are growing up, I celebrate it, but it isn't always easy 'letting go', or rather watching them make mistakes. Yet, I know we all have our own lessons to learn, and ways of doing so. I just want them to know I love them, share what I can, and just be there for them if needed. :)
My Rose
Remember Lauren, the noble rose, has thorns for a good reason;
To protect the vulnerable flower head, from whomever, what ‘ere the season.
Fear not confrontation, gentle souls especially ought learn say “no”;
Lest lessons repeat even harder, until such time you ‘know’.
Bless every sacred moment, and take nothing here for granted;
Toil honestly in thy garden, weed invasive vines not planted.
Free will is there, for those who choose – Truth for them that seek;
Critical thinking and Faith, unified – of ‘proof’ no need to keep.
Replace “I should” with “I enjoy” – Be creative in your Living;
Keep vigilant with folks close by – deceptively taking / sincerely giving?
From baby colic, bruised knees to broken hearts, beside you I stand firm;
But you can only heal thyself, and your own lessons learn.
In your 16th year, I celebrate your Life, my beloved Rose now blooming;
Just BE and DO, shine forth your Light, even if dark clouds are looming.
Remember Lauren, the noble rose, has thorns for a good reason;
To protect the vulnerable flower head, from whomever, what ‘ere the season.
Fear not confrontation, gentle souls especially ought learn say “no”;
Lest lessons repeat even harder, until such time you ‘know’.
Bless every sacred moment, and take nothing here for granted;
Toil honestly in thy garden, weed invasive vines not planted.
Free will is there, for those who choose – Truth for them that seek;
Critical thinking and Faith, unified – of ‘proof’ no need to keep.
Replace “I should” with “I enjoy” – Be creative in your Living;
Keep vigilant with folks close by – deceptively taking / sincerely giving?
From baby colic, bruised knees to broken hearts, beside you I stand firm;
But you can only heal thyself, and your own lessons learn.
In your 16th year, I celebrate your Life, my beloved Rose now blooming;
Just BE and DO, shine forth your Light, even if dark clouds are looming.