Ode to my oldest daughter

This poem is simple but it is about my oldest daughter.

 

There’s silver through her nose

And silver through her lips

There’s going to be a new tattoo

Of a heart that zips

 

My little child she is no more

Though time can never erase

Her beautiful eyes and cute little nose

That’s remnants of her baby face

 

Her hair maybe wild

But I have to profess

She will always be my baby girl

Even if her life is a mess

 

For twenty years I held her hand

I know I made mistakes

But I know that I will always try

No matter what it takes

 

She lives her life

In a nomadic way

Always wondering

But never stays

 

One day I hope she finds her way

Because I love her still

I only want what’s best for her

I know I always will

 

Author's Note

This is simple but kept waking me up in the middle of the night so I had to get it down. Enjoy.

Reviews

[Adam Whitworth]

i'm sure loads of people can identify with these sentiments! well done

[cest la vie]

Like you, I am a mother to 5 children as well (4 girls, 1 lonely boy) This is a beautiful poem. Your acceptance of her free-spirit is what will help her develop into a creative beautiful woman. I went through this with my eldest andadn she is just the jazzyest damn young woman I know.

I love this..from a mother to a daughter..lovely.

[David Lucero]

Simple, but something I think parents can appreciate. There's indication in your poem that as parents we don't approve of our children's lifestyle when they grow up, but that our love for them never dwindles. We try and raise them best we can, but are never satisfied. When they grow up and move on we want them to succeed, but they'll always be our little boys and girls. I like it!

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Wow what beautiful words of undying love for your daughter... I am just in awe of this lovely piece.

[Michael X]

This is a fine ode to life and living and watching the ones the heart cares about grow up, changes,
an immense amount of depth, and the meaning has sentimental truth- can't help but move the reader
in the sincerity, yet the feeling is light and contemplative, draws upon understanding and wisdom,
and caring, its a brilliantly written poem, an ode to everlasting concern and care. excellent job

[Longing for Home]

Being a mom is so.....amazingly difficult at times. Believe me when I say that I totally understand! Especially the piercings and tattoos.

[alyssa]

it is a truley wonderful poem and i do the same thing with writing cant get it out of my head unless i write it down...i love the write!!

[Voice]

This is good and I must tell you not to worry we all have that faze in life...and many others. Just keep loving her the way you always have she will find her way to who she really is...

Voice