Becky Poem

I wrote this poem the year Becky graduated High School and was married in 2006. This was my mixed thoughts of the my fears, joys, and apprehension of having my daughter grow up. A line or two are reminders of one of our favorite books to read together called "MANNERS - It makes a person nice to know."

BECKY
"I'm doing something" is all you said
Blonde hair tousled and cheeks all red
Your chubby fingers peeling the bark
Up in the tree house until it got dark

If we could peek inside your head
Hear everything you might have said
Those normal thoughts of good and evil
Your memories with a quick retrievel

If we could sneak some items there
Like Never Worry and Always Share
Maybe, Don't Be Disappointed can fit in
And of course Please Don't Ever, Ever Sin

A list of pleasantries would be quite neat
Like Please, Thank You and Take My Seat
Manners makes a person nice to know
Whether they be friend or they be foe

Surely we'd like to remove from your brain
Yesterday's hurt, losses and terrible pain
Tomorrow's inevitable what ifs and cruel regrets
Mostly today's self-doubting and constant frets

Having dreams a plenty, sprinkled with desires
Nestled in your heart when one day it requires
Supplied by us, so you are never in lack of
Attentive to catalog and wise to keep track of

What perfectly wonderful parents we'd be
If only being a Mom & Dad could be the easy
Protecting you from having a broken heart
Keeping away the faults right from the start

What an awesome power, you can believe it
Too big for us, we trust He can relieve it
His love is endless and the promises true
Privileged are we for His desire to pursue

We can handle the kisses on the cut and the bruise
Share the joy when you win and give the hug when you lose
Joining in your songs and enjoying your laughter
Hoping you'll have the chance of Happy Ever After