In a world of envy, my child stands as a gem,
An angelic beauty that dazzles, envy’s diadem,
Each glance at them, a glimpse of divine grace,
Their presence a masterpiece, a celestial embrace.

Envy whispers softly in the hearts of those who see,
For my child’s beauty is a wonder to be,
In their eyes, a universe unfurls,
A beauty that captivates, a gift that swirls.

Their angelic beauty moves me to tears,
A love so deep, overcoming fears,
In their smile, the sun finds its place,
A radiance that lights up every space.

Envy may cast its shadow, but in my heart, I stand tall,
For in my child’s radiance, I find solace, above all,
Their beauty, a treasure beyond compare,
Filling hearts with awe, in their presence to share.

I am the envy of many, for the joy that I hold,
In nurturing this wonder, a story untold,
In their innocence, a purity so rare,
Their beauty a song, a melody in the air.

Their presence moves all who have the chance to see,
Their angelic beauty, a marvel that will always be,
In their existence, a grace that forever beams,
Filling my heart with endless dreams.

Envy may dance in the eyes of those around,
But in my joy, in my love, I am bound,
For the gift of my child, whose beauty divine,
Fills my soul with a light that will forever shine.