Blessed, you were.
Blessed, you are.
The breath of life made someone smile.

Whether they were shocked.
Or not surprised, in the least.
You're a precious gift born to this earth.

Like roots of flowers that blossom un time.
You too will grow before many people eyes.
Because you're a precious gift in many people's eyes.

Nothing more important than the birth of as child.
Except, for the love that made it possible.

Remember that like the precious gift that was gifted to us.
In that same vein, you love royally.
And cherished deeply.