"Proud"

Remember the days you told yourself that you would never grow old?
Well, here you are - but would you really change a thing?
You may not feel that you are quiet as good as you once were,
Your senses might fail you, but please promise that you won't forget me
As I am right now at the young nineteen.

Looking back across the years may feel nostalgic and cliché,
But my biggest, burning question is, do you like what you see?
"A life of oh well's," that's what you wanted most -
And I pray the years that have passed you by
Have been enough to leave you satisfied.

From your first day of school to your first real date,
Don't let go of your innocence and blissful naivety.
The way you danced around your room getting ready,
Or your infamous response -
"I'll be just a minute!" When everyone know how it was time you lost.

Now that you're all grown up, I hope you haven't forgotten
The struggles and strife that boys gave you through the years
While you waited for your very own Prince Charming.
Everyone told you it was because you were too pretty - and that may be,
But never forget the days you said, "Daddy is the only man I need."

I'm writing from a lifetime ago, or so it well may seem,
But please don't let the years between us fool you.
You may not feel that you are quite as good as you once were,
Just know that through all that has happened and still is yet to be,
All I hope is that you are proud of me.