Sunday October 17 (Poetry Challenge Day 13)
Happy Birthday daughter.
Of all the things that could be said.
Of all the things that bring me pride.
You are at the very top of my list.
Not a day goes by
that I don’t think of you.
Perhaps you find that hard to believe,
I understand… still it is true.
If I could give you anything in the world
I surly would (besides my love of course).
But for now, this simple poem
will have to do.
And if there were any doubt in your mind
to whom I am referring,
it is to all of you.
Three times blessed have I been.