A poem by one of the greatest poets I have ever been in contact with!! Thanks Marie Milton!! For she shared this poem with me and let me publish it under my name!!!
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O, the sound of her heart,
Playing the softest tune,
One could ever hear.
Her name meaning gracefulness,
For she’s a little cub,
Of a Honey Bear.
Peaceful to see her sleeping,
Just so innocent,
To the World outside.
The pleasure in her smile,
Her picture in a moment,
The innocence of her mind.
Singing her sweet a lullaby,
The voice of her Momma,
The only sound she knows.
Unconsciously she’s listening,
Seeing thought her eyes,
Learning as she grows.
Calling out to her Momma,
Seeking out comfort,
Cradled in her arms.
It’s in the instinct of her kind,
The way which Nature intends,
To use her precious charms.
O, there’s nothing she won’t miss,
There’s nothing she cannot see,
Such beauty in her face.
Momma’s all she knows,
But nothing shall not go,
Through the eyes of Jordan Grace
© Marie Milton
15th August 2009
what an awesome tribute to a new daughter and also to a great friendship you are twice blessed 
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