A Poem

YOU ARE MY EVERYTHING

For Emma

When you were born, I wanted nothing more than to hold you.

I cradled you, rocked you, fed you.  You were my everything.

When you were one, I taught you about the world.

We learned words and colors and shapes and games.  You were my everything.

When you were two, I showed you off proudly.

You sang boldly and quoted Luke chapter 2 to anyone who would listen.  You were my everything.

When you were three, you were my best friend.

We played together, read together, laughed together.  You were my everything.

When you were four, I cried for you.

In pain.  In trials.  In hardships.  You had seen more in your fourth year than I had in my whole life.  You were my hero.  And my everything.

Now you are five.  I smile for you.

You’ve grown.  Persevered.  Learned.  Fulfilled dreams. You are my everything.