For my grand niece, born March 21, 2018 at 130 this morning. This is the most important thing I’ve ever written, no exceptions.

You are my living miracle
You are the breath of spring.
You are the reason flowers grow,
And why the robins sing.

You are why in the dead of night
The sun continues shine
You are a blessing from above
And yes Findley Grace, you’re mine.

You are a healing to my soul
Sent on angels wings
You are the wind that blows in March
The joy the season brings.

You are the winter gone away
It is by Heavens design
You are the rising of the sun
And why the sun does shine