Jewel-like and crystalline
On a path of your own you take
Elegance, intelligence, the edge between
Lovely girl and woman, the ache of
Listening to you, watching beauty bloom and make
A mother wonder of hopes, worlds yet seen.
Steely as a winter wind
And gentle as May
Now a force you can’t rescind
Jet propelled, a blur
Until yesterday, you were
A warm sun in my universe, my day…
Now you are… a star.
— Louella Dizon San Juan