Michaela.

You fill me with the hope love brings,
and bless me with your love,
inspiring me to greater things,
my gift from God above.

I never have to worry now,
or wonder how you'll cope.
You're such a girl for knowing how!
You fill my heart with hope.

You joined this world with kicks and screams,
a world that I'd forsaken,
but you brought purpose, future, dreams -
I glimpsed you, and was taken!

So small and round, with hair of black,
and sallow skin, so smooth -
those organ-bellow lungs don't lack
sheer force - nothing to prove!

Your hair changed colour to ash blonde,
your eyes a dark brown hue,
the perfect aspect which you donned,
and heart so gentle, true.

It's hard to grasp. I'm left amazed!
I made you - you're perfection!
You light up even my darkest days,
yet you're of my conception.

I look into those eyes, and see
a soul so precious, bright!
Such wonders, which you'll do, and be -
you own them as your right!