Her Key

Pretty as a Princess all dressed in white my babygirl this homecoming night. Time waited for no one and now she's almost grown. Major life transitions have come my way and still I must prepare to send my little girl on her way. Blessed to have raised a strong warrior. Grateful for the village that surrounds us. Praying that she has enough of all the right stuff to face this cruel world and that its sadness never skews her optimistic view. Lord I trust you to keep her safe, but just because I'm Mom I'm still burning the midnight oil; until I hear her key turn the door.