I know,I love her so,
Yet my heart feels heavy, slow.
Not for loss, nor for regret,
But for a wish not met just yet.

I dream she walks where kindness grows,
Where every soul she meets just knows
To greet her warmth, to see her bright,
To make her days a softer light.

For in her steps, the world should hum,
A melody where burdens numb.
Not alone, not lost, not weak,
But held in love, in peace unique.

So be it bless in the trials she keeps,
Let love surround, let comfort seep.
Not just my own, but all who see,
The beauty she was born to be.