An Ode to my Five year old, Grace

Today my little lady is less little.
Today my little baby tells me she is not a baby anymore. Today my little bundle walks next to me.
Today my little lady is five.

I am reminded daily that she is strong and sensitive.
Bold and precocious.
Sassy but sweet.
Artistic and imaginative.
Beautifully crafted by her father in heaven.

Please allow the next five years to go a bit slower
Knowing that my love for you is never ending.
You bring a smile to my face Grace Ann.
Happy Birthday