Arrow In My Quiver
Now that you walk the earth,
we await your story dear child
Were you sometimes seated in there
in a floating dream curving a path
like our favorite flower, baby's breath,
glistening in morning rain that makes
every drizzle even more beautiful?
With fire in each milestone,
like so much a stamen under sun
You carry the promise of bloom
Gratified you've touched our hearts
and imagination with the gift of life
bestowed upon you.
We'll never forget
the first time we
saw you here
From mum and dad,
two candles dear son
and joyeux anniversaire!
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