Upon the night sky
the angels did weep
as forgiveness shone down
and lit the world afire.

Precious words spoken
a wall unbroken
to pierce through pain and sorrow
an olive branch was born.

Joy of my soul
treasure of my heart
she comes bearing honesty
with careful kisses and steps.

I draw her in my arms
open and unjudging
loving as ever I could
gentle as a lamb I walk.

My prayers now answered
I take not for granted
this gift the angels hand me
in quiet wonder I abide.

She is my miracle of joys
my proudest moment
all that I asked for and more
I will love her forever.