What a precious miracle,
A bright little angel,
Such a blessing to us,
She is.
Hannah - such a soft name,
Such a sweet smile,
Calm and content,
She is.
I feel love pouring out of me,
When I look into her little face,
Such a happy child,
She is.
Hannah - light of our lives,
Keep growing in strength and kindness,
Gentleness and love,
May you forever be,
A gentle soul.
Tuesday, November 27, 2012
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