I Wuv Wu Daddyyyy

Lying in the incubator amid her nursery ? Tiny eyes fixated upon the light as gazing Beyound this wall of glass; their little heart Swaying soft purity while they stare; lovely Such innocence entering into a brand new World and reaching these, precious hands Trembling with joy their Spirit recognizing Love's touch; in this, the apple of life's eyes Lifting them gently from birth's white pillow... Whispering as cradling, Beauty's kiss; a breath.