Precious child
worth more than the worlds weight in gold
Please turn towards me and let me see your radiant face
Precious child
Whose destiny is not yet known
Please let me hear you voice
Your cries would sound like sweet music to my ears.
Precious child
Who is so very loved beyond compare
Please let me hold you, your sweet smelling hair intoxicating, somehow making the world just a bit of a better place to be.
Precious child, hold on please, for we anxiously await your future, you are meant to be.
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