Rhoni

 

It’s with a mother’s pride

I write these thoughts to you

Remembering little things you’ve done

When you were only two.

 

Three was your age of discovery

Curious it would seem

The age of four, it was open doors

At five you began to dream.

 

With electric cords for microphones

You sang me your first song,

You showed you were growing up

And it wasn’t taking long.

 

At the age of six, you became a priss

As little girls will be

At seven you found God

And became my source of pride.

 

As you went off to Sunday school

I felt such love inside

When you were nine I was just in time

To catch a glimpse or two

Of you fussing in a mirror

As girls will often do.

 

And today dear, you were ten

I wonder what new things that that will bring.

And though I sit here wondering

There is one thing I know for sure

That each and every day

I only love you more.

 

Happy Birthday

Love Mom

XXXXXXX

 

 

Shirl Lacey Nevins