Saturday, December 06, 2003

To my Baby Girl Hannah Emily, My light, my love

Quietly while you were asleep
The moon and I were talking
I asked that she'd always keep you protected
She promised you her light
That you so gracefully carry
You bring your light and shine my morning
And then the wind pours the clouds across the moon
Your light fills the darkest room
I can see the miracle that keeps us from falling
She promised all these sweetest gifts
That only the heavens could bestow
You bring your light and shine my morning
And as you so gracefully sleep
My life, as long as you live
I'll always remember this moon

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