If That Mockingbird Don't Sing

I have not met you, but I adore you

You are my soul's completion, my muse

Your soft, smooth skin is beauty in my hands

Warm and fresh, your hair begs to be touched

What I would give for the chance, right now

To run my fingertips through the silken strands 

On your tiny, fragile head, full of possibilities

Full of innocence and newness, a blank canvas

To coat and decorate with all of life's colors

Some will be bright and happy, others dark and sad

I vow to be there, as long as our Father allows

To share the joy and the pain of all of your colors

Whether you come from my womb or another

You will come from God and will be a part of me

Your presence is here already, all around me

You're a part of my heart and my soul for always

I know there will be times when you will cause me pain

Heartache, worry, jealousy, and loneliness

But through all of this I promise you will remain

In everything I say and do, just as you already are

You are the future I yearn for, pray for, fight for

I can already see your smile inside of my mind

Such a precious, beautiful gift like rays of heaven

So hold tight, my little love... in patience I await

The day when I will meet you, hold you, and love you

And this life will finally feel complete

To Love Manifested, With Love