My Pumpkin
Your hands are so tiny
Your fingers so small,
made from a miracle I cannot comprehend it all,
Tiny feet made to walk this earth
Ten little toes to match
Taking you on a journey that life has patched.
I hear your heart beating as you lay on my breast
Am feeling you breathing, one breath at a time from your chest
A signal of life makes me happy and blessed.
Love outpouring, now I can rest
Worrying not, now that you are at your best,
Resting peacefully in my arms.
I leave you in his capable hands
To guide you along life’s pathway
As he propels your success
My pumpkin, my sweetie pie, my blessed
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