On that day,
when your tiny lungs
at last expanded with their first airy breath,
Chubby arms flailing about
swimming in the air—
milk-blue eyes gazing about in awed wonder…
On that day–the day that you were born,
my heart had not yet started beating.
And though, a few years would pass
before my newborn infant cries would fill the air,
Every milestone marked, every step traveled
Only brought you closer to me…
To that day
when our hearts would collide.
each mark deeply embedded
each scar you endured
every joy your spirit soared through
further molded for a perfect fit…
no detail overlooked
Created by a Master
Who knew the Master Plan.
enhanced by the lines on your face
the silver subtly nesting on your crown…
Takes my breath away.
The years we collect together
further mold our hearts
joining them together
You were made for me.
And I’m so glad.
Happy birthday, My Love.