My dear child
your breath was small
and yet so perfect
you looked at the world with amazement
and it welcomed you with open arms

You were perfect as time itself.

But soon your lungs became weak
and your breathing stopped
Our miracle was gone
just as the hope we had for you

Shattered on the tile floor
just like tears of glass
We loved you
and watched you leave this world

A stone has your name in it now
and one day, when time comes for us
we'll see how much you've grown
and how much beauty
you didn't show us yet

Happy birthday my daughter.