My daughter isn’t “a lot”

 My daughter isn’t “a lot”

she’s everything
in a tiny body

a laugh that takes over the room
a voice that doesn’t stay quiet
a personality that refuses to be small

she climbs before she thinks
runs before she’s ready
lives like she trusts herself completely

some days she’s dirt on her dress
hair a mess
into everything she can reach

other days she’s twirls
baby dolls
and the softest little hugs

half wild
half gentle

all hers

she feels big
loves big
lives big

and i won’t be the one
to tell her to be less

because she’s not too much

she’s exactly who she’s meant to be 

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