An angel veiled in purity and peace,
The whole of Beauty, Charm and Grace,
Singled into your perfect face,
Swaddled in white ivory lace.

As I sit in this wordless broken hearted room,
Remembering the haunting history of your father’s tomb,
A mirror of chaos; a remorseful soul,
May the earth give back what it stole.

May weeping eyes be concealed,
May benevolence and bliss be revealed,
May the heavens open a floodgate of hope and jubilee,
Brimming with love and life’s profound beauty.

As the setting sun bids farewell to the moon,
You’re cuddled up in your tiny cocoon.
I plant a kiss on top of your cheek,
So close your eyes and go to sleep.