A woman in charge,
barging into life with ambition,
a condition she’s served well
in twenty-five years, that’s my “Mel”.
Confident and secure, demure
to make a princess curse.
My first born and my best
critic. Mimicked, but never duplicated.
I’ve waited all these years to see,
the younger version of me
in a prettier package. Glad to be Dad.
Happy Birthday, Kid!