Threads Of Life

A little peanut on a bonnet

Organic cotton sheets

Only the best for my baby to touch her soft cheeks

Princess, frills, and pattern stockings

Berets to hold her curls

She’s growing up so fast, I miss her ballet twirls

Formal white

Baptism and Communion

Perfect crease with patten shoes

What a union

Soft pink drapes her new horizons

Heels elongate her new form

Curls straightened out to drape her new face

That I don’t recognize anymore

No longer do I lay her down to sleep

But in this moment I shall take the only thing that I can keep

Formal garments now replace

My empty hands that once held her sweet angelic face

Fighting back the tears as another formal, pivotal moment in my daughter’s life has come and gone. She received the sacrament of Confirmation this past weekend. She looked so grown up and yet so innocently sweet.

May she be filled each day with the love and joy she felt today.