In the cradle of my arms, a miracle divine,
My child, a treasure from a love so fine,
Their angelic face, a sight to behold,
Filling my heart with a joy untold.
Blessed with a gift so pure and rare,
A child whose beauty makes others stare,
Envy whispers in the eyes that see,
The radiance that shines so free.
In every glance, in every smile they share,
I see a reflection of a love so rare,
A bond that transcends earthly ties,
A connection that reaches for the skies.
Their presence fills my days with light,
A beacon in the darkest night,
In their innocence, in their grace,
I find a love that time can’t erase.
Envy may dance in the shadows cast,
But in the love we share, it cannot last,
For the joy of having you, my child so dear,
Is a gift that banishes every fear.
So I hold you close, in a tender embrace,
Grateful for the joy that lights your face,
Envy may linger, but love will abound,
In the beauty of a child, in the love that’s unbound.
