Holding, amazed, the world in my hands,
That small, still center of expression
And then to finally understand
The depths of this, my hearts accession.
The world enwrapped, quietly sleeping,
A whirlwind of emotion reaping,
This most precious gift unto a man.
In strength and sureness, in spirit strong
As she walks the world to take her place,
To bring to her own hands ere too long
Her own expression, sweet spirit’s trace.
She has gone yet in my heart remain,
As a beloved songs most sweet refrain,
That I celebrate my whole life long!