A poem for my daughter...

Ok, so I don't know what's come over me since I started the slice of life challenge in March, but I've been doing things I never thought I would--like write poetry.  My daughter's birthday is in a few days and I tried out a poem I may give to her. I don't know--I find it hard to decide on my own writing sometimes...

Before you were born

Daddy and I tried out

so many

names.

Olivia

Hannah

Libby

But none were quite right.

Then we thought of

a new one, a

different one.

Jillian.

We tried it out,

we thought of

nicknames

(Jill, Jilly, Jillybean,

Bean, Beanie, The Bean).

We liked them all

(Daddy’s favorite

is Jillifer).

We couldn’t wait

to meet you.

And then it was time.

Even though there

was sadness

for Papa Frank,

there was also

joy.

And there still is.

There are many

ways you add

joy

to our lives.

When you make

the crazy face

that makes

Aunt Bethy laugh.

When you play

Pokemon battle

with Ben and Dan,

and then

go off

to shoot baskets.

The way you started

a new school

fearlessly, openly

making friends

everywhere.

But most of all,

the way

you ask me to

snuggle

and

give you

a guardian kiss,

guardian thought,

and guardian

kissy-kiss

at night.

Because you are

my one and only

nine-year old

girl.