In the quiet hush of early morn,
A miracle is gently born.
With tiny hands and eyes so bright,
A new soul takes its first flight.

The world awakens to a cry,
A tender whisper of lullaby.
In the heart of love so deep,
A promise made, a vow to keep.

Through the trials, through the tears,
Through the laughter, through the years.
A journey starts with hope and grace,
In a mother’s warm embrace.

The stars align, the heavens sing,
For every birth, a sacred thing.
A future bright, a path uncharted,
With love and joy, it all is started.