She's a blossom in the sunlight,
The new sacred leaf on the tree;
She lies upon the rain kissed grass,
Gazing into the rainbow with her mysterious eyes;
Wandering upon God's precious creation,
Glimpsing into the future with optimism;
The shadow of the day begins to collapse upon her,
She's intrigued with the stars gleaming upon the sea;
Every smile, cry, and word is vital to the delicate seed,
Because it appears to be over in seconds;
By: Alicia N Cross
6-14-09
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Dedicated to all of the beautiful baby girls in the world. :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
So sweet! They realy are God's precious creation. Baby girls, , so adorable. Beautiful poem! ; D