A Note to You

A Note to You 

Each day walked away quietly,

With the thought to pen you a few words I wrote,

Take comfort,

Your little girls are soaring high and mighty,

Take pride,

Now young women, the world will take note of them,

One will Master the knowledge conquest,

The other will start her journey to outshine the rest,

Even though,

You stand to lose their daily company,

You will be compensated by their awards and laurels many.

So smile a mile each with a tune to tute,

Your penance start reaping glorious fruits.