Jessi

by Lucy M. Young

Six years ago she came into my life -
A little baby, full of joy and sparkle;
Loving, trusting,
Being loved and cared for tenderly
By everyone around her.
Her baby hands and captivating smile
Captured my heart and will forever hold it.

A snaggle-toothed first-grader now,
She has that wide-eyed innocence
Which fails to hide a healthy spark of mischief.
She is so many different things -
A little tomboy climbing trees,
A little mother playing with her dolls;
But always moving swiftly toward adulthood.

Lord, guide her on the long, hard road ahead.
Make smooth her path,
And let no harm befall
Nor human treachery distress her
As she hurries on with joyous anticipation
To meet her destiny.