Little lights on little faces,
With those little, warm embraces.
A colored sparkle in their eye,
They bless us with their little graces.
Monkey noises and a giggle too,
You think if only, this little one knew,
We'll love them to the end of time.
A little gift to me and you.
Their little hand pressed tight in mine,
A low, light scent of our white pine.
A single kiss upon their head,
Their little head begins to shine,
Little lights on little faces,
Bless us with your little graces.
