Dear Future Brother in Law,

Farmer’s daughter brought up Ford tough
Days spent skating on the freshly frozen pond
Mud stains carelessly made permanent
Never dreamed of princesses and Barbies, just the Stanley Cup and forewheelers
Freckles, short dirty blonde hair, almost as dirty as her denim cutoff jeans
One of the boys until the boys wanted one of her, nevertheless a crew member

Baseball caps became bobby pins, Tee shirts turned into tank tops
However never losing her collection
Always loved animals, the rugged upstate weather, and her daddy
The first man who took her heart
And protected her from boys like you
Just a farmer raising his baby the only way he knows how

Mom’s thick, stubborn hair misguidedly flowing
Those freckles that splash her face from the other side of the family
Enchanting features of those who love you
Effortless beauty, meticulous mind set
With the knowledge on an encyclopedia, an admiration
How can so much be in such a small figure?

Earning her rightful place as my own hero
A stampede of strength radiates from her core
Defending the slap shots of the world with eloquent poise
Her Grace promising a thriving future
The only person who knows me more than myself
My world revolving through her gentle concern

She is not your average run of the mill girl
A quick glance at her petite build will deceive, for she is a contradiction
She was raised to be strong and sturdy but not to close doors on those who love her
She can stand on her own but her heart opens to new adventure
Someone who can understand everything you are saying with a sense of completion
Her tiny stature being able to love you with her whole being

Heres to you
You shot, you scored
Admire your win
With pride and appreciation
Take this golden trophy as all that she is
Yours forever

Emma