Saturday, August 19th, 2006
Kaelin Sunlight dances playfully upon the tousled tendrils of your golden hair Worship might worldly others, if not for your Mother looking fondly upon you, from up there
Protecting you as the moon faithfully tends over the darkest and most silent night Holding closely onto blessed you, until a new day enters, brave and forever bright
Innocent Child allow your sacred soul to soar and innermost voice choose never to ignore Blessed babe, let your concerns be the least, believing you are always what is more
Feel the tender loving touch upon the perfect satin of your fair and splendid skin Know she is keeper of yesterdays shadow, allowing only the light to safely enter in ...
Katherine A. Marion