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My Daughter


I was a teen having a baby by the age of fifteen Somehow I was excited to find out about my pregnancy When I should have been crying for my dreams The dreams that now have to put on hold I could not help it but smile thinking about the life I had inside of me The first months of my pregnancy were hell I had to tell my parents about my secret First I told my mom and then it was my dad My mom looked into my eyes and cried holding my hands Her facial expression screams out disappointments But she did not say any harsh words that could have hurt my feelings She simply said, “I had big dreams for you sweetie” And my dad He just looked at me blankly and left me without any words Suddenly it hit me I was no longer daddy’s little girl That night I broke down and cursed myself For being reckless For the up-side of my teenage life That night The same night I broke my parents’ heart I also saw my daughter for the first time She had the most beautiful eyes I had ever seen I was holding her in my arms like an egg shell Afraid not to break her She took my face in her little hands and whispered to me “You are strong mommy” And my cheeks were wet with tears I did not know were there When I lowered my head to kiss my sweet heart’s forehead I found myself rolling down the bed That was when I knew that I was dreaming And I sat on my bed to figure out where my life was heading
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