One Day...

One day she is going to ask, “Daddy where did I come from?”

…and I am going to say, “From Mommy’s Tummy.”

One day she is going to ask, “What are little girls made of?”

…and I’ll tell her, “A lot of Love, a word from God, and just a touch of honey.”

One day she is going to ask, “What should I be when I grow up?”

…and I am going to say, “Anything you set mind to be.”

One day she is going to ask, “What makes me so special?”

…and I’ll tell her, “Because you mean the world to me.”

One day she is going to ask, “Am I pretty?”

… …and I am going to say, “Yes, you have your mother’s eyes.”

One day she is going to ask, “Will you always love me.”

…and I am going to tell her, “Always Baby, till the day I die.”

~dblkrose