I carried a miracle from God up above.
For nine months I waited to show you my love.
Twelve hours of labor, my head's in a whirl,
And finally the Doctor said, "Congrats! It's a girl."
The first sound you made was well worth the wait,
The moment I saw you, I knew it was fate.
Ten fingers and toes and a headful of hair,
The face of an angel, all I could do was stare,
at this beautiful blessing that was given to me.
I wondered just what kind of mother I'd be.
"She's crying, she's hungry, Mom, what should I do?"
"You hold her, you feed her, it will all come to you."
Twelve years of school have come and gone,
and soon you will begin a life of your own.
My prayer for you is that God leads the way,
so pray to Him daily; He won't let you stray.
May He bless you and guide you in all that you do;
through good times and bad He will be there for you.
The love in my heart for you is so strong.
It's there forever, right where it belongs.
It's time for you now to prosper and grow,
but before you start, I want you to know
my memories of you are cute dresses and curls.
I'll always see you as my sweet baby girl!
I love you, Monica Paige!
A Mother's Poetic Tribute To High School Graduate
My Sweet Baby Girl
Published by Family Friend Poems May 2011 with permission of the Author.
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