A poem for my first born ( if I have one)

I thought of this when I was watching the movie Courage. It was when the cop's daughter dies that I just randomly wrote this out in my notebook.

You are the air in my lungs,
All the songs that I've sung,
You are so dear to me,
You are the sunlight that helps me see.
Your little smile so soft and sweet,
Your little hands so clean adn neat,
Your little laugh; a gift from above
you,our little blessing,
came on the wings of a dove.

I'm starting to randomly write things. I'll type out a few more of my poems soon.

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