To my lovely 18 year old daughter.

May she grow in wisdom and strength,
May she find her path, not always easy,
but always interesting.

She's not my little angel anymore
with her bright blonde curls
chubby baby arms and legs
and the smell of baby shampoo

She's grown into a slender reed
surrounded with long blonde hair
blue eyes sparkling
but sometimes weighted down by the world

I wish for her all the joy of life