In the cradle of my little one’s grace,
A cherubic visage that all hearts embrace,
Each glance upon them stirs emotions deep,
In their beauty, a love so sweet to keep.
Their visage, a portrait of innocence and light,
Captivating all in their presence bright,
Their smile, a curve of pure delight,
Filling my world with colors so right.
The sight of my little one’s cherubic face,
Moves all who witness that sacred space,
In that moment, I too am touched,
By a love that within me is clutched.
The sheer joy of bringing such a child here,
Overwhelms me, fills me with cheer,
Gratitude swells in waves so grand,
For this blessing, a love so unplanned.
In their innocence, a treasure so pure,
In their laughter, all worries find a cure,
Blessed beyond words, this I see,
For my little one, a gift so free.
Their cherubic face, a vision divine,
A beauty that in my heart shall entwine,
I am overwhelmed by the joy they unfurl,
In this precious child, my heart finds its swirl.
