My Little Girl (a poem)

Sometimes I dream of what you’ll be,
My little girl, my precious heart,
So many things for you to see
In this big life you’ve yet to start.

I think you’ll be adorable,
Your happy smile, your eyes so wide,
And anything is possible
For you, who fill my heart with pride.

I hope you’ll be a brilliant one
But there’s so much to understand.
Too soon you’ll crawl and walk and run.
Just know I’m there to hold your hand.

I pray that you’ll have common sense,
Be blessed with health and grow up strong.
Be full of quiet confidence
And joy that drives you all day long.

I know that you’ll be dear to me
No matter how your life may go.
My little girl, with heart so free,
I’ll help you live and love and grow.