One year doesn't really seem like much,
It's such a short span of time,
Just one sand in the hourglass,
Since you came to earth as mine.
Less than five percent of my life,
Has been spent taking care of you,
But you have changed who I am,
And I want to say, thank you.
I know that you cannot read,
And when you can, you might not care,
About some silly poem your mom wrote,
Before you even had much hair.
But, I want you to know I love you,
That you teach me more each day,
That I believe you are an angel,
That God has sent my way.
You have so much personality,
You are sweet, and you are smart,
You can tell when someone else is down,
Because you have such a big heart.
You are loud, and you are messy,
Your antics can drive me up a wall,
But you wouldn't be who you are,
If you didn't do them all.
One year really isn't very long,
But it's enough for me to know,
That I have a huge responsibility,
In helping you to grow.
You may not actually be royalty,
But you are a princess in my mind,
You have mounds of potential,
You are clever, beautiful, and kind.
I don't know what I did to deserve
Such an amazing girl to love,
Being your mother is such a gift,
You're my angel from above.
Now for you viewing pleasure, A picture from every month of Juliet's life. (Nicholle-I couldn't find a November, so I stole one from your blog.)
2 comments:
Oh how we love her! So happy you've shared her with us this past year.
I LOVE the poem. And I love the barrette in her hair and I love that she totally dug into her cake. I knew she would do that.
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