Not a bundle of joy You are joy, and more.

Watching, looking, waiting

To give all that you have,

To all those around,

Without a wish to take back.

 

You walk along,

without any rush,

without a push or a pull.

Except that you pull closer,

everyone who walks around.

Even a stranger.

 

That's you my love,

My little girl,

My big heart-ed sister.

Nothing in the world can touch you,

except that you touch hearts.

None will steal your strength,

instead you'll have surplus to share.

 

I will set you free.

Of your worries,

From your clutches,

And all that makes you cry.

Because your tears can only be of joy.

Nothing but joy.

- Peace -