My Star

My Star

I don’t say it enough to you.

I tend to be too tough on you.

What goes unsaid: you make me proud.

You are beautiful, smart and funny, that is true.

I can always spot your smile in a crowd.

I am especially proud of all the little things you do.

At times we cooperate with mutual annoyance.

I hope you know you fill my life with abundance.

Much of the time you consider me bizarre.

No matter, you will always and forever be my star!

I wrote this poem for my daughter to show her that I do appreciate her and that I am proud of her, even when I don't say it.