A child so pure and innocent as she lies asleep in her bed,
With a look of a angel on her face.
She makes me cry and she makes me laugh ,with everthing she does and says.
And as I hold her tender and small hand in mine,
I'm caught up in the beauty that surrounds her.
She is the hope and the dreams of my future.
A small miracle that god has placed on earth to remind me of whats precious in life.
There is hope with every smile she gives with every hug or word.
She is a gift that god has giving me, to have and to hold as she will grow with the wisdom that I feed her, from my own mother and of my own life,
Yes she is with out a doubt, a small bundle of joy, of hope, a flicker of my future all in that small face of an Angel.
My sweet gift from God.
And as I look down on that small angel like face so sweet asleep, dreaming of angels above,
I am so thankful of the gift that god has placed upon me.
My daughter, but after all she is, just a gift from God.
