A picture unfolds with a child running around the table

The light from the window hits her just right

You can see the sparkle in her eyes and the natural highlights

Proud looks come from granny and mom

as her grandpa picks her up, and carries her in his arms

Granny says

I was  always under the impression
when I was young , that if I didn't do it

It would not have been done

If someone did it better, look out because here  I come

Now your dad on the other hand Was all about the chill

Nonchalant even balance he never expresses much fear

Quiet strength which I grew to depend on so much

He will always reign me in, when I get out of touch

I always thought you were more like me

But now that your a mom, your more like your dad definitely

The daughter sighed with relief and with a turned up smile

She said good because  my three other siblings
convinced me
that I was the milk man's child