To Jessi...

Jessi,

I turned around the other day and you were just a room away,
content to sit on the floor and play, toys strewn all about you.

Yesterday, I turned again, and on the floor were you and your friend,
laughing and chatting on the cell with friends, no longer my little girl.

Today I glimpsed the turning tide, when I saw you in the mirror,
but it was a reflection of me, not a girl, but a young woman was there.

Tomorrow I know I'll look again, and see you moving on,
a boyfriend, a car, then college, a woman living life and making it her own.

Somewhere down the road I know, you'll be a wife and mom,
until then, I'll treasure every moment spent, with you my little girl.

~ V. Slaughter ~