See this toddler princess?
My contribution to imperfect prose on thursdays
|My Irish Lass Granddaughter|
Do you see the paradoxes?
The toddler pudgy arms, hands, and fingers;
the slightly chubby cheeks
still full of baby
the bright yellow finger nails
one of the latest fads
juxtaposed against the tiny pretend bowl of fruit
the tousled hair swept up in a pony tail
loosely draping her face
ringlets bouncing off her back
announcing her energy
her little girlishness
the pearl earrings
peering out amongst
the wisps of Irish red hair
"I'm a big girl!"
the practical play shirt
a princess dress
the bright plaid bed skirt
this is a girl's room
though you won't
see Disney motifs
maybe some flowers on a comforter
the colors themselves
in a home decorated in primitive style
But then this child
doesn't fit into any
She is unique
as she grows
just who she is
While I and others
for giving us
"I will praise thee;
for I am fearfully and wonderfully made:
marvellous are thy works;
and that my soul knoweth right well."
"Know ye that the Lord He is God:
it is He that hath made us,
and not we ourselves;
we are His people,
and the sheep of His pasture.
Enter into His gates with thanksgiving,
and into His courts with praise:
be thankful unto Him,
and bless His name.
Psalm 100: 1-4
smiles. our children are such blessings...each a unique gem we have been given to hold for just a little while...smiles.ReplyDelete
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She is precious. Love those little fingers arching so delicately over her treasure.ReplyDelete
oh i like her yellow fingernails...such a cute little girlReplyDelete
What a great post! She is absolutely adorable! I kind of want to squeeze her!ReplyDelete
i see my daughter in your words as well. a beautiful, precious, unique bundle that we are so thankful for, even on bad days.ReplyDelete
She is so beautiful! I love little red-haired girls. Your words are so lovely and reading this made me pause and study my own little girls.ReplyDelete
She is wonderful!ReplyDelete
she is so beautiful, so adored, so oblivious to the camera in her child-state-of-mind... and parts of me just want to keep the baby, ward off the adult in the yellow nails and princess dress, to hold onto the moment but everything in these tiny ones begs to grow, to become, and so, we must let them, while marveling at the paradoxes... what a beautiful post. thank you so much for linking. xoReplyDelete
as a red head myself , I am so smiling.ReplyDelete
you honour her well here.
Hi There, Grandchildren are the BEST.... I have 5 and George has 2... The sad thing is that they grow up too fast... My oldest now is 16 --and the youngest is 12.... Yipes!!!!!!ReplyDelete
Your granddaughter is gorgeous... Love the poem you wrote. You should frame that for her..
Have a great weekend.
This is one of my favorites of your posts! She's precious . . . and your keen eye for detail shines!!ReplyDelete