Liam

On the wings of a dove
was the babe ferried down,
cherished gift from above
on the tiniest sound.

Deepest blue eyes,
silky, cinnamon hair,
Lilliputian cries,
downy skin laid bare.

Early, so early, he came
proclaiming his woes,
his diminutive frame
to the world he disclosed.

No words may express
the love which beholds
a God-authored babe
as his beauty unfolds.

From fragile newborn,
he will surely become
Uilliam James,
the unwavering one.