Wednesday, May 6, 2009

Wordy Wednesday #58: She Could Take You

What Now?

Here's Daughter, hanging out at Youngest's birthday party a couple of weeks ago. Outwardly, there's really no sign left of a child in her. She stares straight on, fearless, no little child hiding behind her mother's skirt. [Not that her mother ever wore a skirt, mind you.] I don't see any of me in her, try as I might to find it. Wait a minute. Those eyebrows remind me of someone. Aha! She is mine.

Only, she never really was mine. Not like her two brothers were. She was always her own. Or another's. Anyone but her mother's. Stare at those eyes long enough and you can hear all of that. And more.
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7 comments:

Giggles said...

Pensive to be sure! This is a daughter for you! Born to allure and confuse the mother...built in teacher! How lucky we are, to unfold the mystery that is a daughter!

Hugs Giggles

D... said...

Wow. I can see how grown up she's become. Still beautiful, though.

My daughter is the same. She is her own child.

Tara R. said...

That look scared me. She is so pretty.

Lori said...

And were you ever your mother's daughter? I think not?

Caloden said...

I so often feel the same about my she child. The boys are truly all mine, but that girl belongs entirely to her own damn self. Wonder why it is that way? Yours is lovely and looks like she might grow up to run the world.

gudnuff said...

Mine only shoots me a look that piercing and determined when I refuse to turn on Disney channel. Wanna trade? For a week or so? Otherwise, I swear mine is a helium-based life form...there's a floaty quality behind her gaze.

Coal Miner's Granddaughter said...

Dude. I do not want to meet her in a dark alley. :)

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