I Cry Mostly In The Shower

(Congratulations to Farrell and my daughter, Betsy) I cried in the shower When you were born I cried in the shower Twenty five years ago When you got burned Climbing to reach the hot pot on the stove You were admitted to the hospital Surprisingly the morning after, you were as happy as a dove You were born strong; you’re my kind of girl In Hillside School, in secondary school You carried your backpack like you were cool I can see that picture Now, which was in the school newspaper You’re friendly, kind, smart and yet very funny You never cut classes, you were always happy To go to school even when you had a fever Your mother and I are proud of you for being so clever In High School, you made the Honor roll Several times; let the bells toll Sometimes, it is wonderful to cry in the shower When the heart is facing the mirror I was astonished when I saw you singing With perfection countless hit songs of Luther Van Drauss Wow, you’ve grown so fast I can still remember your first spring I cried often in the shower I thank God for such a wonderful daughter I can make you smile now I bet you, you don’t know how? I am calling you daddy’s girl You don’t like that anymore May God let the happy birds swirl Like beautiful rainbows in heaven You graduated High School with Honor That was the start of a new season I cried tears of joy in the shower Four years of college have passed by like a flash I saw you singing, dancing and directing a choir At Seton Hall University That was cool, entertaining, très joli That was stupendous, that was a smash I could not believe my eyes I almost cried in the shower Daddy can tell no lies You graduated again with Honor Then a couple of years later You earned a Master’s degree In Speech Therapy You now have a license Thank you for being different Thank you for being resilient Thank you for using common sense You’re my kind of girl, your mother and I are very proud Of you, I am not a crier, I am a teaser Ok, crowd; it’s ok, all right to be loud Tonight, Farrell and Betsy just got married Please pray for them, spring has hurried To be present, the stars are sparkling in the sky The wind is sprinkling the petals of Love Mother Nature and the God above Are happy for this new couple This is spring, a new era, a glorious beginning This wedding is garnished with beautiful people I cried tears of good wishes and happiness For two happy doves who have left the nests Occasionally, we all cry in the shower Please do not stop praying for them Please applaud to bless them. Copyright © April 2,2015 Logerie Hébert, All Rights Reserved Hebert Logerie is the author of several collections of poems.