Emma

Emma Claire was born on September 15 of 2001 -
four days after the world was changed and the damage was done.
The first plane hit; news broke out and labor started.
My baby would come when so many from their families parted.

She was a tiny little babe, slightly over four pounds!
But she had the sweetest little cheeks and her head -- so round!
My little peanut was a reminder that in those dark days
God was showing his mercies-- he had his ways.

Today I'll prepare to watch her graduate to first
and I know that in tears I will burst.
My little peanut isn't so little anymore - I've got to let go
because she's growing up...where did the time go?

Unless you've been in my shoes you'll never know how I feel
about my Emma Claire. Her hair is golden with hints of red..yep the curls are real!
Her freckles frame her beautiful face and you'll instantly fall
for her beautiful smile and her voice when for you she calls.

She's named after Emma (both) and Clery and Clarie
and when I pause, it's Mom's face I see clearly
when I announced what her name would be.
There was no other name that would suit our littlle bean.

Tonight I'll watch with pride as my little peanut takes Father's hand
and takes her little diploma - the first of many to be in her hand.
I'll cry inside as I remember the day when Dr. A said
it's time for a baby--- it will all be ok.