The image of innocence, precious and pure
Gracious like a soaring swan, elegant and sure.
Like A single blossom, sat Enthroned on a bough
Silent and graceful, sacred as a vow.
Her radiant light, shone like the sun,
Inspiring visions of hope, before they begun.
Like a ray in the dark, you carry a spark, lighting any journey, you may embark.
You’re my little flower my Lily of the valley, God knows the truth, you’re our grand finale.
Precious as you are, you cannot be priced
God is good my little darling, you’re one of our precious
gifts from Christ.
About the Creator
Natlie Pitt
Natlie's passion for writing may have derived from her amazing childhood. The views from her bedroom window at her childhood home has always been the soft yellow ray of the sun as it casts its golden reflection on the bay at sunrise.
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