Baby – Viola Pinkosky

When you were created, I knew I had found it.
The angel face, and beauty all around it.
Your heart is a creation of wonder.
And, how you came to be, I still ponder.

But, Lilly, you are the joy of my day.
A miracle, in each and every way.
With a beautiful light to your eyes,
like your mother’s: stars in the skies.

Like the flower you are named,
may you never be tamed.
Your life is too free.

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