Tommorow

Monday
Brings a precious baby:
the epitome of the ’miracle of life’.
You are perfect now, the way you are you.
But I know that tomorrow will bring someone new.

Tuesday
Comes your enthusiasm for life:
a beautiful bubbly child,
Talking, walking, learning.
You are perfect now, the way you are you.
But I know that tomorrow will bring someone new.

Wednesday
Arrives adolescence:
stubborn, but affable nonetheless.
We fight more than play, but I’ll try to understand.
You are perfect now, the way you are you.
But I know that tomorrow will bring someone new.

Thursday
You slip on your cap and gown:
ready for a new life, to try it out on your own.
You are perfect now, the way you are you.
But I know that tomorrow will bring someone new.

Friday
Approaches a twenty-one year old adult.
You’ve grown so much, and you’ve grown so fast.
You’re fine by yourself, now.
But I’m here -- just in case.
You are perfect now, the way you are you.
But I know that tomorrow will bring someone new.

Saturday
You wed a man you love
An event I have only dreamt of before
I don’t want to let go.
This happened too quickly.
I believe that
You are perfect now, the way you are you.
But I know that tomorrow will bring someone new.

Sunday
Brings a precious baby:
your precious baby.
Your life is your life, and
I cannot hold on any longer.
One thing’s for sure -- this week made me stronger.
You have always been the most perfect thing,
And I’m not quite sure what tomorrow will bring.