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