Day 50: Wrestley

My eldest daughter, Wrestley,
Academic, among the three;
She turned thirteen last April,
Time flies so fast like a whirl.

Reminiscing her inside me,
She moved so restlessly;
Heartbeat's fast, the midwife said,
I'm going to have a boy instead.

At four months I told my employer,
I had to quit to care for my daughter;
Full attention is what she needed,
To raise her up as my God intended.

I remember so vividly,
Too many tricks she learned from me;
At eighteen months she plays with a PC,
At two her hand knows A-B-C.

What used to be my little baby,
(Now the eldest among three;)
Is now grown up and still fast growing,
The lessons in life, she is now learning.