Nici In My Life - Happy Birthday!

I stared at my little baby all through

the first night of her life, still in shock

that the little darling was part of me

and now lived and breathed on her

own, my life was not the same, so

much better with the little claimant

to my time and energy, if she cried

incessantly I put her in a kangaroo

bag around my neck and tilled the

garden while bits of dirt flitted down 

on her sleeping little face and I knew 

I had an angel with me, I took her 

everywhere I went, especially the 

library, as she grew she came 

up with so many surprises

Telling the teacher her mother said

she need not learn a thing at school

I had to backtrack and explain that

society and law require us to spend

time learning and though the value

was limited, she had to learn too

and ere long she read and wrote

on her own, her life was a secret

of what happened at school and

where she went with her friends

Soon she abused her parents in

the time-honoured tradition of

teenagers everywhere and we

enjoyed her bantering – today 12

September she turns eighteen, she

still looks so young but underneath

she has a will of steel, she makes us

proud, her naughty tricks is a source

of delight to me, it is amazing how

disciplined and overbearing she is

Watching her is a revelation of how

young people think when they are

raised conservatively, she is still

studying before spreading her

wings – she is a wonderful friend

teaching her mother how to be

cool – though it is a doomed

project – with Nici in my life I am

blessed, her determined little 

face still enchants me no end…

Happy Birthday Nici!