Growing up too  fast and worry about the  dance she missed.
The World  seems so wrong when a teenager has a kid.
The social circle seems to pass her by,
hear her  on the cell phone as she starts to cry.
Want to hold her, she is still so much a child.
Reasure her that life has not passed her by.
Let her know the worth of the treasure she hold.
Find more comfort in her child then any friends she could ever own.
Her heart  may skip a beat ,
some day it will be worth the pain  from the child she keeps.
I know right now she has got the teenager blues,
some day  she will be able to get through the grey and see the blue.
Right now I just hold them  both , mother and child.
Daughter and grand daughter, just rest and relax, close your eyes.
My heart skips a beat.