As I write
Looking down at your sleeping face
Watching the corners of your mouth turn up
In the slightest ghost of a smile

I pray
That you grow up to be beautiful
And have all the intelligence
And grace of your father

I see
All the things you are now
And the things you soon will be
And pray to god for the best

I hold
In my arms the greatest treasure
My life has ever known
Watching your crystal blue eyes dance

I will
Make sure that throughout your life
You always will remember
That I love you very much


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