As a baby you’ll hold her close to your chest And love her so dearly you’ll wish her the best. Toddling and preschool she’ll venture away But you will go find her and see her at play. She’ll want to be carried and be by your side So picking her up you’ll give her a ride, Above all the people, the noise, and the crowd Your arms will bring safety, so don’t let her down. She’ll want to play dress up, wear makeup, and stuff Dollhouses too, will keep her busy enough. Drawing and coloring will bring her such fun She’ll want you to join her so don’t go and run. School will bring her adventure and friends The sleepovers it seems they never will end. As she grows up the phone is her friend Girls and boys will be her focus then. Curves and hormones will change her anew Individuation then is part of it too. Boys will call and ask for a date She’ll be so excited and won’t want to wait. Popularity will be her desire then Maturity and wisdom will come in the end. Someday she’ll marry and need your advice Listening then is what you’ll provide. Babies may come, a grandma you’ll be You’ll hold them close and think fondly Of days when you held her close to your side And then great grand-babies to join in the ride. Let her go and have her own life God’s love will sustain her throughout all the strife. For he has her close in the palm of his hand Nothing will happen that’s not in His plan. ©Kimberly S. Balles 2006 All Rights Reserved I wrote this for a friend who was having a baby shower. It had been difficult relational circumstances. So just hours before leaving for the baby shower I wrote this poem. I knew it would touch her heart. I keep in touch with her now and then. I her pictures of her daughter on Facebook and that is so cool. Then I think of this poem and am reminded of that gift. She was in tears as were many people there. I never realized it would touch other people too.