Judy

I hear her giggles and my heart-

leaps with beats before my kisses.

She knows she puts my nerves to test-

but I know she is my favorite mess.

She runs around until her hair-

sticks to her forehead and out of breath.

I chase her around the table in a dare-

of diaper change or a bath.

I grew her in my loins under my heart.

never did I think I’d lose her.

Now all I have are memories-

of her hair flying as she runs-

her talking eyes and laughter.

Nobody’s perfect but she was to me.

I felt perfect because I was in her eyes.

To many she is a daughter to me-

she is my one and only Judy.