so much space
between each tooth,
she tries to hide behind pursed lips,
but to no avail,
that large smile always
breaks free.
she has got this clever sense of humor,
she always finds a reason to laugh,
to giggle, her little shoulders shake
and it is a favorite to see her
doubled over in a fit of
uncontrollable laughter
and we can't help but laugh too
even though we don't even know
what is going on.
she can sing.
my girl can sing.
always stringing notes together,
letting them take off like
an escaped balloon into the sky,
her voice soars
and i can tell what kind of mood she's in,
based on her singing.
she loves her brothers and sister.
i asked her once
"who is your best friend", thinking she
would respond with a friend from school,
or maybe even a cousin.
she smiles and says, "olive."
i wouldn't have guessed that with
all the hollering i hear between them.
it makes my heart glad though,
to hear them play, to whisper,
and to enjoy each other's company.
i pray they stay this close forever.
my daughter is confident, strong, and thoughtful.
she pushes the hair behind her ears,
and gets to work.
koko is growing too fast
for my liking,
asking to borrow my dangly earrings,
pretending to wear a shirt with no straps.
how can i hold onto the innocence
of her youth?
how can i protect her
from the vicious unforgiving world,
and yet still point out the
kinds and tenderness that is rare,
but it is still out there.
just like i see in her.
koko, my prayer for you is that you
blossom in the beautiful hibiscus flower
i see you becoming.
stretching your dewey skin towards the sun,
i pray you seek out the Son of God
Himself,
and you become fragrant with His presence.
bloom, my little one.
there is so much for you,
just for you,
my darling Koko bean...
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