I remember when I delivered my daughter,
Thinking as I held her in my arms,
This miracle is what it’s all about,
Who cares about the world and all its charm?
I proudly presented Shari to her mother,
By then my wife had calmed down,
Our daughter seemed to struggle opening her eyes,
While she cried and slowly looked around.
Seeing the two of them together like that,
Even caused a tear (or two) to run down my face,
Thank you God in heaven in the name of Jesus,
For Your compassionate love, mercy
