I loved your warmth
And your protection,
Your singing over me
While I grew within you.
I was yours,
You were mine.
Then, everything changed . . .
I am born.
I am imperfect.
At least, for life on earth,
Though not for God in Heaven.
And, I return to Him
Who heals, who dries your tears.
Mama
Daddy
I'll always treasure
The warmth of your love.
I will love you forever.
