Daughter Poem by Charles Hancock

November winds come blowing through
And the orange and yellow leaves flew
When and where would they land
I'm sure it was where God had planned

For no one knows what tomorrow brings
One day it's laughter and wedding rings
And the next it's shock and dismay
Because it's anything but Valentine's Day

Never one to put on the Reitz
Prefer denim and boots to stilettos and glitz
But they're many things to be thankful for
Such as having a meal and a place to snore

A family that provides love and support
Is your floundering ship's safe port
And time to reflect on your trials
Knowing in the end you'll have smiles

Because you are your mother's daughter
And you refuse to just tread water
So believe in yourself and what you can do
As you get Mommy hugs from your crew