I watch her day by day
the growing dream
that reality that springs
holds her like mirror
amused, confident
the realization
that this moment fills
Sitting without words
I watch the spectacle
the amazement and wonder
that a child can pass so fast
grow into a rich defined character
blossoms like a twig till full of leaves
she reaches out to the world
Holds its promise
this womanhood
The prize of nature
That a daughter grows to be.

Alisdaire O'Caoimph