by: Tom H. Jaeger © 1998 November

Heavenly is she, transpired from above
Bestowed and intertwined with our divine love.
She is truly an angel in all shades of white
Bringing out her innocence in the purest delight.

In the image of her mother, with God's Holy vision
Nestled gently against mothers bosum we made our decision.
Down from the heavens and up to the sky
We would love our daughter always, until we die.

Her hair softly flowing with shimmering red curls
Her eyes sparkling brightly like rich polished pearls.
Her small delicate hands waving in thin air
Grasping for love and receiving it there.

Her smile brings us inspiration, a feeling so strong
Her coming to this world we know was not wrong.
Together we hold her, together we pray
To love and protect her in every which way.

Warm winds that embrace her are now for the sharing
During the tides of time her strength born from caring.
Comfort once came cradeled in her fathers strong arms,
She now holds with grace his loving charms.

She is the reflection of our love, hopes and dreams.
She is our Gift of God, or so it would seem.
While a choir of angels singing joyously with love aflame.
Angelic and "Heavenly" we gave her this name.

-oOo-

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