Daughters

I don’t remember the tears or sleepless nights

I don’t remember the tiredness

I see fleeting moments of smiling faces

Pretty dresses, ‘what have you done’ thoughts

The years passed so quickly

 

I remember their first trips abroad

I planted a rose called “Patience”

On all their journey’s, I prayed

Saw photos of sun on their faces

Love in their hearts

 

Christmas was our time, our joy

A bonus each year they came home

New Year was theirs, with their friends

They were with me wherever they were

I travel with them in my mind

 

Our numbers are bigger and smaller

A generation apart but together

Time for their own children now

Their loves, their hopes and their dreams

Still my best work, my two daughters.