Memories have not faded through these long eventful years
and a mother's love has not lessened, with the ceasing of her tears.
Your bracelet, that I carried and slept with near my heart,
was lost very long ago, as we were pulled apart.

My dear little girl, you were borne with my soul's love...
you were a very precious thing, a wondrous gift from God above.
wish that I could give today, a special gift to you;
I wish that I could hold you--there's so much I'd like to do.
But, all that I can offer, on this, your Fourth Birthday, is a prayer that God will bless you,
and guide you on your way.

That the gifts of love and loving are embedded in your heart;
sincerity and compassion, with you will never part.
That you greet the world with wonder and marvel at its song,
and that God will lead you toward what you seek, and draw you from what's wrong.

I'd like so much to give to you what good there is in me;
I wish I could share with you all the beauty that I see.
The stars that shine in a deep blue sky;
the majesty of the mountains reaching high;

The sound of the waves pounding the shore;
the music of the heavens within the ocean's roar.
The perfection of a simple leaf;
the contentment found in self belief.

I wish that I could give you these--and oh, so many more
of all those precious wondrous things, from my abundant store,
But dearest one, you're not near -- you are not close this day --
and all I can offer is my prayer, "May God Guide you on your Way."


Written March 26th, 2005