Arch Little Miss [rev] Poem by Margaret Alice Second

Waiting to hear how my darling little tomboy of a
girl's doing - waiting to hear those words that will
prove she's happy and in the right place - - when
her WhatsApp Message came; I had the chance
to ask the most important question - ‘Have you
already made some new friends, dear? ' -

‘Yes, she replied, my new acquaintances complain
I know too many people so that they can't keep up
with all the names - it's just like home - I hang out
with so many friends, I only miss stroking my cat',
this mother's world is complete, my little lass is a
hit - not sweet, I regret not having dressed her in

Dainty concoctions as a kid, now I see those pink
confections she should have worn as a youngster,
but what happened conspired to produce the arch
little Miss that she is, mischievous and perfect for
her mom, I'm so pleased, in spite of my misgivings
she's a delight - a tease - yet kind and discrete

Everyone she meets is a possible friend & every
event can be fun; I only marvel at the intense joy
& relief I feel knowing my little darling's enjoying
the adventures I saw in my mind's eye as soon
as she got the job overseas on a cruise ship…