A Daughter

The moment she's born is a blessed thing,
Joy to the world, let us rejoice and sing;

The moment she smiles takes your breath away,
So precious is she, she's mine you say;

The moment she stands you begin to weep,
For the future is coming and soon she will leave;

The moment she speaks the world seems to stop,
Amazement and wonder as you fall back and drop;

The moment she grabs you and speaks so true,
Tears stream down your face, for she said 'I love you.'

A daughter's a gift, a reminder so clear,
Her mother she looks like, you can only cheer;

A daughter's a gift, protect her you must,
By God's mighty hand, there's no one you trust;

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poem by John Hess
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