As I send my suddenly-very-grown-up-over-the-summer daughter off to another first day of school, I am reminded of how many of us feel as we see our little girls growing into young women.

Promise

Shhh…
Don’t worry, your secret is safe with me.
I know that underneath that tall body,
those long legs,
that teenager sass,
lies my little girl,
still wanting to be hugged
and fussed over,
assured
that you indeed
are loved.

I’ll not pay attention
to what you look like on the outside.
I’ll see instead
your arms outstretched
demanding a hug,
your throaty playful giggle,
your willful determination
to create fun.

My little girl,
do not worry.
I will not be tricked
by what my eyes see.
I promise to remember
the True
you.

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