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Thine Eldest Graduating Sharply, Splendidly, Supremely...

Thine Eldest Graduating Sharply, Splendidly, Supremely...

Into Young Womanhood

this glorious role, sans helping beget and nurture thine first born
three day shy of Christmas 1996,
fills thy being with joie de vivre and doth add dorn
more resplendent than any horn

of plenty, and aye can only imagine
more precious than fine spun gold
ah...how this papa doth recall,
when he didst hold

and/or swaddle his edenic bundle of joy
and taking stock, how she (christened
Eden Liat) didst mold
herself into an autonomous offspring,
rarely receiving a scold
cuz, she most times seemed well mannered
and infrequently told,

and thus said benevolent prized progeny
required no special programming nor app
even when a child, adolescent or,
latte (sipping) teen, this genetic bounty evinced
laser like thinking with custom made thinking cap
although...yes, (there erupted a verbal flap
toward missus or me, (the latter and former

markedly differed asper child rearing,
which unseen rift engendered a figurative gap
mollycoddling, holding, consoling,
et cetera distraught daughter on me lap

which cradling, fas incubating, rocking...,
which oft found
this biomedically cherished baby taking her nap
twas at such poignant bonding moments,

aye DID NOT decry the parent trap,
thus now, special "gifts"
with bittersweet motions bespeak
as tears (viz - ode to joy)

stream down each stubbled cheek
this middle aged grown man,
doth recollect with embarrassment
how as a teen thyself as classic "geek"

whereat mine demeanor extremely meek
AND let NO chanced avail for one to take a peak
and now...unstoppable grievousness awoke,
oh no...nothing un speak
or print able did occur only a human weak

ness, when thine voice un-necessarily raised yet,
blink back moistened slightly crows-feet darkened eyes set
tills within this intelligent well read and let
hard bloke accepts the "circle game of life"
...listening to thee beautiful, charming, exemplary dulcet
an em ma nant treasured valuable accouterment tummy life...
YOU BET!

 

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