My Daughter’s Wedding

My darling daughter, when did you grow up? Where did the time fly?
Tomorrow, my precious gem, you begin a new journey of marital bliss
Oh! What a strong, confident woman you have become from a girl so shy.

As I gaze at you, I’m overwhelmed with love and a tear trickles from my eye
Anxiety does my heart squeeze; an unknown fear that I valiantly try to dismiss
My darling daughter, when did you grow up? Where did the time fly?

Oh! My silly heart be quiet, hush; it’s time for her to soar and touch the sky
With her albums, her memories; my moist eyes will sit and reminisce 
Oh! What a strong, confident woman you have become from a girl so shy.

You, who would cling to me like a shadow, will tomorrow bid me goodbye.
Laughing and crying, all at the same time, I promise to bless you and kiss
My darling daughter, when did you grow up? Where did the time fly?

I know your fingers from my grasp will slip, as you join hands with your guy
My heart will crumble when you throw back the rice, it will leave an abyss
Oh! What a strong, confident woman you have become from a girl so shy.

I promise to fill the chasm in my heart, remember you with fondness and not cry
You’ll understand when life comes a circle and with your daughter you do this
My darling daughter, when did you grow up? Where did the time fly?
Oh! What a strong, confident woman you have become from a girl so shy.

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Shweta Singh

Shweta Singh is a home maker and mother of on-the-verge-of-being-teenager twins. She is passionate about books and food – both interests inherited from her father – and loves to write and travel at every opportunity. A closet writer, who after encouragement from friends and family has embarked on the journey of self-discovery.
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