My daughter

I am sitting on stairs
I lift my eyes
I see my daughter,
I see myself in her
She is struggling to built a castle,
castle of sand.
I still remember ,the day I felt her...
I knew all by my own she'll be a girl...
and I even knew what she'll be...
she became my possession,
I could make all my dreams come true...
I could see the coming world through her eyes.
Today,I wait for the day when
She'll clutch my hands and will
take her first step....
But its been two years and still I wait.
Doctor says,"she'll need clutches to walk..
Not my hands..."
my ears listen,my eyes see...
my brain stops working and...
my heart never believes
then I see her,
struggling for her doll
and I run to give her...
she smiles and places a
kiss on my forehead..,
tears roll on my face and her
eyes question me...
and I am reminded of her first touch
when she was placed in my arms
and first time she looked at me.