Arrow In My Quiver

Now that you walk the earth, we await your story dear child Were you sometimes seated in there in a floating dream curving a path like our favorite flower, baby's breath, glistening in morning rain that makes every drizzle even more beautiful? With fire in each milestone, like so much a stamen under sun You carry the promise of bloom Gratified you've touched our hearts and imagination with the gift of life bestowed upon you. We'll never forget the first time we saw you here From mum and dad, two candles dear son and joyeux anniversaire!