Not Now.... a poem

Not Now

One day
I’ll be able to look back
at these times and
smile.

One day
she’ll be old enough
for me to tell her
everything.

One day
she’ll start school and
I’ll have to take her to
kindergarten.

One day
she’ll graduate from school
then she’ll be off for
college.

One day

we’ll give her away
to a boy-a man-
a husband.

One day
she’ll go through labor
she’ll call us
grandparents.

One day
will come soon enough
so I’ll not push her to
grow up.