Your blue eyes shimmer in the light your newborn innocence intact

You are so small, so pure

I hold you in my arms, you cry a little cry

As all stand about you, you seem to wonder who we are.

You smile a small smile

You close your little eyes,

And you go back to sleep

I wrap you up in the cotton-plaid blanket your mother made to keep you warm in your bed

A miracle you are, For you nearly killed your mother upon your arrival on this earth

I see your aura, pure and unscathed,

You will be happy and loved in life


Short / ca 1998