My little girl is 27 today <br />my oh my <br />sad how quickly time passes away <br />it all seems like just yesterday <br />Her newborn blue eyes looking my way <br />and catching me crying in their glance <br />thinking about fate and happenstance <br />and how she came by surprise <br />an innocent victim of romance <br />that didn't give love much of a chance <br />but I loved her before she came <br />loved her just the same <br />picked out her name: Stephanie <br />after a princess I read about in a magazine <br />before life lost it's sheen <br />I remember being so afraid <br />feeling the weight of mistakes I'd made <br />and wondering how we'd survive <br />but I vowed to love her and to help her thrive <br />back when I was so scared and unsure <br />but my hopes and intentions, so pure <br />and here she is all grown up and 27 <br />as if not a day of life has passed <br />but most of life has gone away <br />and I lost in it some way <br />trying to hold onto things that come and go <br />and no matter how hard you wish <br />none of it does stay <br />and now I'm the one who needs care <br />and none of it feels fair <br />in the empty room tonight <br />I stare <br />my eyes feeling the irritation of the air <br />and an emptiness is everywhere <br />as I think about the texture of her hair <br />in the newborn baby ward <br />as I held and fed her there <br />remembering the smell of baby oil <br />and little fingers and her stare <br />and on the phone tonight there was a hesitation <br />as neither she or I could say 'I love you' <br />I felt the strain of our wounded relation <br />because of all the hurt that is so slow to heal <br />and I'm trying to let myself feel <br />but the words just don't come out <br />though I wish I could shout <br />and when I hung up the phone <br />I still felt alone <br />so much has past <br />and all of it went by too fast<br /><br />JAMES T. ADAIR<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/too-fast-3/
