Twelve, what an expansive heart you have,
What a vision for joy,
Head thrown back laughter,
Everything a squeal or the stare
Of your own making.
You are quirky, querulous,
Totally in love with life
Except when it disappoints.
Twelve, do not let your heart be troubled.
Do not be dismayed,
For this is the crossroads which you have stood at already,
Where the world tells you what you SHOULD be:
Thinner, curvier, smarter,
Neater, faster, stronger,
Always put together.
Twelve, I believe you.
I believe in you,
For you can do what you were made to do through Christ
Who gives you strength.
Maybe it will be one thing,
Or a million.
One thing I know, dear heart,
Yours beats to a rhythm all your own.
No one stands like you,
Giggles like you,
Glares like you,
Embraces whole-souled, just like you.
No one else on the face of the earth
Has your perfectly designed DNA,
Which sings of glitter, paint, and melodies.
Your zestiness clammers up trees,
Splotches their trunks with color,
White, pink, and purple.
You lose yourself in joy.
You celebrate life
You ARE life
Because you are amazing.
If the world shouts a “should” at you,
(and, girl, it will)
Holler back with arms wide open,
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Beautiful twelve, press on toward what you KNOW
Deep in your bones.
That you are the clay, the brush, and the song.
You are the sparkle in your Heavenly Father’s eye,
(and mine too).
Twelve, I believe in you. You should too.
Happy birthday to my sweet Abby!
Five Minute Friday Retreat + Agenda
This post is part of the weekly Five Minute Friday writing challenge. Our one-word prompt was SHOULD.