A Poem About A Daughter
My Daughters and I
A daughter is truly an extension of her mother,
She may fight and cut up a little with her brother.
And with Dad she knows her word is the law,
But to Mother she'll be loyal through it all.
She has insight too among so many other things,
She can waltz through the house like a queen.
She can talk for hours about the latest "dream boy,"
And tell you how silly she's acted trying to be cool and coy.
She's the everlasting joy of her Mother's life,
Especially in hard times of toil and strife.
There's a special bond between Mother and Daughter,
A bond so strong, it's like no other.
Their love for each other is a rare and beautiful thing,
A love so binding it can't help but bring,
Them closer and closer each passing year.
A daughter doesn't have to hide things from her Mom for fear,
Of losing he Mother's love because it's always there,
To help her through her troubles and times of wear.