It can't be that time.
I'm not ready yet.
I thought the years
Would pass slower than that.
It seems I just held you
In my arms the first time.
Beaming with joy
And a tear in my eye.
Now you've grown into
The fine young woman you are.
I certainly couldn't be
More prouder by far.
In the blink of an eye
Those years have passed.
Cherished memories now
That will always last.
It's hard to let go
And watch you take flight
On a path all your own
On this journey called life.
Godspeed
God bless
Love you lots
& P.S. --- text your mom!
