How can it be that when

I bent to kiss you good night,

My daughter,

A beautiful young woman

Lay where only yesterday

A little girl had been?

When did the barrettes and

Ponytail ribbons,

Of birthday party days, give way to the

Styling comb and make-up mirror

Of  Saturday night dates?

Was it not only yesterday,

Crayons of all colors laid upon the table

Where now bottles of nail polish rest?

How can it be the buggy you filled

With so many dolls

Has been pushed aside and new suitcases

Are filled instead

Did you ever know the finger you

Wrapped yourself around was tied right to my heart?

It seems as though the ink has just dried

On the pages of your baby book

And here we are laughing over pages

In your year book.

How did the ballet slippers of a little girl

Become the high heels of a young woman on her way?

Such a little while ago you cried,

"Mama, I'm scared", and now you whisper,

"Mama, don't worry I'll be fine."

When did the teddy bear you hugged all night

Become the photo of someone you've chosen for life?

How can it be the smell of baby powder

Turned instead to the scent of perfume,

The giggles of a little girl

Became the tears of a teen,

And the roses tiny fingers picked

Were treasured like the petals of a prom bouquet?

Wasn't it only yesterday ruffles and tea parties

Colored my world pink and today

A new address and a good-bye kiss stain my world blue?

How did it happen so quickly and

When I stop to realize all my golden tomorrows

Will bask in the memories of pink yesterdays.

Thank you Lord for pink yesterdays.

                                     

too good to be her mother’s daughter ;>