Looking downward heaven's portal,
Crystal blue skies and thin floating clouds.
A column of light, a miracle to witness,
God's pure gift, an infant daughter, comes to sight!
The perfect child, in dreams she sleeps.
Soft illumination, a parent's hopes complete!
With eyes well focused, on one so dear,
No moment more tender, as now she is here!
Stunning ringlets, and curls breathtaking!
Precious lips closed, appearing to feed.
Long lashes blink slightly, in slumber she waits.
A sigh, a soft breath, the heartbeat she makes!
Wrapped tightly in warm blankets.
Securely there she rests.
What thoughts! What visions! What memories!
These priceless moments possess?
And as she dreams of heaven gate, and angels in the night.
Her parents near, on bended knee, beseech His holy light!
Earnest pleas for inspiration, combined with entrusted care.
Promises of protection, expressed gratitude, as they close their prayer.
Then a still small voice, from on high comes clear;
"Peace my children, there's nothing to fear!"
"I'll watch over you! Bring her back to me!
And together we shall rejoice, through all eternity!"
God is good, His love sincere, His grace worth more than gold!
For every child that comes to earth, His treasure there unfolds!