Pink Joy

God looking down on all his loved ones Said, She is the prettiest of all So small, so soft, so delicate, so pink Innocently she slept beside her mom Close to that tender heart The wind gently caressed her The morning dew tenderly bathe her Every passing butterfly Stopped to admire her The mother happily looked on Secure in the knowledge Of the happiness Of the tender bloom Untouched and pure She danced with the wind And slept on the mist The mother swelled with pride Feeling the love flowing from her Encircling the tiny bloom And keeping it safe God looking down Sighed happily And gently whispered “Mother and Child Dedicated to Ezzelle with all my love and best wishes.