Miracle of You
Here are my two hands,
so innocent and small.
To sit upon your dresser,
or hang upon your wall.
Each time that you see this,
feel my gentle touch.
Directly in your heart saying,
I love you mommy so much.
Look at me today,
I am a part of you.
Even just these little hands,
an image of you it's true.
Today I could give you presents,
and many other things you see.
But really the best that I can give,
to you mommy is me.
So Happy Birthday Mommy!
I hope all your dreams come true.
For I am blessed everyday,
by being the miracle of you.
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