You are a precious little miracle.
Seeing you for the first time bring smiles to my face
You sleep on a bed covered with a see through case.
Dreaming of your childish dreams.
Holding your little hand brightens up my day
Making my days feel like Christmas.
Seeing you lay in the NICU, waiting for the day for you to come home.
But, days are turning into nights
Nights are turning into days
Days are turning into weeks.
Until, when one day your fate has entwine,
Making my heart your home.
The love I have for you will never die
Because you're my precious little miracle from heaven.
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