One little cry and a baby is born;
Dark, shiny lashes frame blue infant eyes.
One little hand grasps his brown, leather finger;
Little One captures her old daddy’s heart.
One little word and she’s already talking;
“Mama” and “Dada” she laughs all day long.
One little step and a great heavy fall;
But she’s up again, running to chirp “daddy’s home!”
One little song and she’s crowing a melody;
Warbly, off key, but joyful the same.
One little question unfastens the door;
And Mama’s all-knowing, so fire away!
One little punishment ushers in shame;
But Daddy says Jesus can make her heart new.
One little prayer that opens her eyes;
The angels rejoice at God’s great miracle.
One little braid at the top of her head;
Sticking up straight, but she’s proud as can be.
One little hoe and a small patch of dirt;
She sows in the seeds, sits and watches for hours...
One little second was all that it took…
One little cry…
One little body…
One little shroud…
One little stone…
One little tear, still more overflow...
One little sigh, like the passing of wind...
One loving legacy of one little girl...
One darling memory to cherish and hold.
I'm afraid this isn't as refined as it could be. It seems a bit abrupt in places. It just grew out of my head but I didn't really have anywhere I was headed with it. If you have thoughts or criticism, I would be glad to see what you would have to say.