Dear Future Brother
in Law,
Farmer’s daughter
brought up Ford tough
Days spent skating on
the freshly frozen pond
Mud stains carelessly
made permanent
Never dreamed of
princesses and Barbies, just the Stanley Cup and forewheelers
Freckles, short dirty
blonde hair, almost as dirty as her denim cutoff jeans
One of the boys until
the boys wanted one of her, nevertheless a crew member
Baseball caps became
bobby pins, Tee shirts turned into tank tops
However never losing
her collection
Always loved animals,
the rugged upstate weather, and her daddy
The first man who
took her heart
And protected her
from boys like you
Just a farmer raising
his baby the only way he knows how
Mom’s thick, stubborn
hair misguidedly flowing
Those freckles that
splash her face from the other side of the family
Enchanting features
of those who love you
Effortless beauty,
meticulous mind set
With the knowledge on
an encyclopedia, an admiration
How can so much be in
such a small figure?
Earning her rightful
place as my own hero
A stampede of
strength radiates from her core
Defending the slap
shots of the world with eloquent poise
Her Grace promising a
thriving future
The only person who
knows me more than myself
My world revolving
through her gentle concern
She is not your
average run of the mill girl
A quick glance at her
petite build will deceive, for she is a contradiction
She was raised to be
strong and sturdy but not to close doors on those who love her
She can stand on her
own but her heart opens to new adventure
Someone who can
understand everything you are saying with a sense of completion
Her tiny stature
being able to love you with her whole being
Heres to you
You shot, you scored
Admire your win
With pride and appreciation
Take this golden
trophy as all that she is
Yours forever
Emma
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