In the short ten minutes I'd spent with you, wrapped in swaddle of cotton blue, We sat in awe and silent gaze, and shared one breath through sun lit rays.
We studied a face in contoured flow, in elbowed cradle and rocking slow, and recognised a mother's face through eyes of close and reflected grace.
In mirror'd line drawn of nurtured genes A wish of three, and genie'd dreams. You're everything a family needs in life of eternal love exceeds.
But we wait forlorn for silent cries, only sadly met with long goodbyes. A boy perfect, with skin lukewarm We part on lips of kiss stillborn.