It seems like just yesterday she was twirling around in her favorite dress in a world all her own.  You watched quietly from the other room soaking in that moment.  Don't grow up.  Not a minute older.  Stay like this.  Please time, just stand still.  You could watch her like this forever, playing in her own whimsical world.

Today you watch as she leans into the mirror to check her makeup one more time.  You watch quietly from the other room.  Today she's in a different dress, ready for her prom.  She looks absolutely beautiful.  How did this happen?  Where did the time go?  

Please stay like this.  Not a minute older.