Did you know, dear little girl
With eyes so bright and smiling lips,
With recess-tousled hair and 1972’s ugly dress,
That in twelve years’ time, you’d be shaking your principal’s hand?
And five years later throwing your cap to the sky?
As you stayed up to study,
Shining eyes, focused and drooping.
That awkward man would be your husband
The 1995 wedding mark would last through a first child in 1996
And five more by 2007?
How could you know that your first daughter,
Dressed as strangely as you,
Would look just like you
With your button nose and chocolate eyes
No yellow dress,
No waist buttons,
No uniforms.
Me like you,
You like me.
Did you wonder? Did you know?