all grown up

all grown up

Where has the time gone?
Twenty-five years, disappeared.
Blonde and brown-eyed,
full of three-year-old spunk
you were, when we first met.
Now, the only “time out” to be had
is for me to watch with pride
as you walk the aisle, a beautiful bride.

2011-04-08
P. Wanken

~ for Hillary ~

written for Poetic Asides poem-a-day challenge Day 8: “ready to celebrate”