Happy Birthday my little butterfly.
Well not so little anymore are you?
I have seen you once in the last few years,
for a small moment in time.
I remember you're face,
full of surprise and happiness.
But I wish that day never happened,
I wish I could take it back.
Don't get me wrong,
seeing you again was so amazing,
You were so beautiful and grown.
You had the face of a young lady
carved perfectly around those sweet brown eyes.
But the situation got twisted and the motive misunderstood.
When in all honesty,
I was just following my motherly instincts
to help your sister when she reached out.
Everyone told me when I chose to have you on Friday the 13th, I was crazy.
Maybe they were right,
maybe I did curse myself.
At least I know I didn't curse you,
my brave and nurturing little Leo.
With the biggest heart
and cheesiest smile.
Writing this was harder than I thought it would be,
crazy how years pass and nothing is easier.
I asked you're grandpa to tell you happy birthday for me,
he said he did.
Along with that message
was a picture of you.
My God, I knew you'd grown,
but not that much.
You're a mountain biker,
and you love it from what I hear.
I also heard yesterday was your first day of high-school...
fuck me.
That hit me in a different way.
I mean when your big sister started
that was one thing,
but you, that meant something else.
That meant that the deep knowing I had,
the one buried where I didn't have to see it
was finally staring in my face…
I have now officially missed both,
of the rest of your childhoods.
Little girls no longer,
only beautiful young women.
I scroll through the old pictures I have,
some make me smile, others cut me deep.
If only there was a way to restart,
but with the understanding I have now.
Seeing that picture made my heart happy though,
you looked happy.
That's ultimately what matters to me anymore,
That you and big sis are okay.
I know you're brilliant,
I've always known you would be.
I'm just sorry I wasn't there,
to watch as you grew into the
amazing human you are today.
But I'm continuing to be better every day,
Just in case one day after you're 18,
I get that message that says,
“Hey Mom.”
About the Creator
Tressa Rose
On a serious self-discovering, soul-searching journey. Breaking myself out of a stagnant shell and reaching out for my dream of being a writer.
Co-author of Bounce Back- Dreams to Reality: Faith Over Fear
https://a.co/d/98H2vCF


Comments (5)
This was so emotional. Sending you lots of love and hugs ❤️
Well guess who is on Vocal now? I’m not a gifted writer like you, but I may post a poem now and then. I’ll check here regularly for your work but I hope you will still share your poems on AP. I see you have a pretty good fan base on here. That’s good. I’m happy to know the cheering squad is bigger than I knew. You go girl. The stars finally seem to be lining up for you. Chase that dream. Be what you want to be. Luv ya.
That was an outstanding gratitude. All can't do it. Appreciate it.
This one hit me strong. Such emotions.
Wow! Heartfelt words. I can feel the sincerity. Thank you for sharing, Tressa.