Always here to hold you
With love that never ends
My heart and yours together
With softest love we blend

I feel your spirit with me
My precious little one
Your eyes are on the sparrow
Within God's morning sun

I know that you will grow up
With much in life to do
I pray for you with purpose
Dreams that will come through

For you were born of spirit
That's given and is blest
The hope of all our future
By life and love possessed.

~ Francine Pucillo ~
©October 2, 2003