Has anyone seen my daughter?
She's lost.
Has anyone seen my daughter?
She is about 5’2, has champagne blonde hair,
and the most beautiful blue eyes you have ever seen.
She has a laugh thats infectious,
you can’t miss her,
She’s the loudest one in the room.
She plays hard, loves harder and fights till the death.
She loves to debate, I once found this trait to be endearing.
I used to imagine that one day she would use her talent to make a difference.
Perhaps as a lawyer, politician or a judge.
When she was younger and going to counseling the doctor said she could argue the
paint off a fence post.
A high school teacher even signed her middle school year book saying, “ Have fun on
the debate team!”
She was exhausting though, constantly trying to prove her point, any point. It didn’t
matter whether she was right or wrong, you were going to listen to her until she was
done.
She was strong, both her physical strength and mentally.
She defended her closest friends and always had a soft spot for the underdog.
She was feared by some because of her abrasive personality, yet loved by many!
Her family was important to her, she and I were close.
We lived alone for years, just her and I.
She never liked to stray too far from home,
Our house was always filled with her friends.
Sleep overs, eat overs and come overs where always at our house.
My daughter, she’s older now,
She’s a mom too, has a 3 year old son.
He’s beautiful!
A warrior!
He has the same blonde locks but the darkest brown eyes, like chocolate.
He is adventurous and has an incredible imagination.
He’s my super hero!
He’s with her mostly, his mom that is.
His love for her is constant as is mine!
Yet, he tells me “she’s angry,
she cries, a lot!”
He cries!
I cry!
“ Why is she angry poohmis,” he asks
“I don’t know why little man, but I think it’s because she lost something.”
Yes, we lost something too, I think to myself,
my daughter, his mother.
If you see her, tell her the very thing she is looking for is right here!
He’s beautiful!
A warrior!
HER SON!
