In the cradle of my arms, a miracle unfolds,
A child with an angelic appearance, a story untold,
Overjoyed to have brought this beauty to life,
In their innocence, I find peace amidst strife.
Their face, a canvas of purity and grace,
Fills my heart with a love I can’t erase,
Blessed to witness such ethereal charm,
I hold them close, safe from all harm.
Envy lingers in the eyes that gaze,
At this child whose beauty sets hearts ablaze,
A sight that captivates, a presence so rare,
Generating whispers of admiration and despair.
In their every smile, in each tender sigh,
I see a reflection of a love that’s high,
A bond so strong, a connection so deep,
In their angelic presence, my soul finds its keep.
Grateful for this gift, this radiant light,
That brightens even the darkest night,
Envy may weave its subtle threads,
But in the love we share, it softly treads.
So I cherish each moment, each precious day,
With this child whose beauty takes my breath away,
Envy may dance in shadows cast,
But in the love we hold, it cannot last.
