For my daughter born 3/4/08 written 21/6/08

by Em

From the kick of my stomach
Until your very first game,
I always knew you were
Going to be my little, precious Jayne.

Five weeks early,
Not a day too soon.
The moment I saw you;
I was over the moon.

I wasn't so good.
I wasn't able to hold you much;
But I was so glad
That I had the very first touch.

You weighed five-eleven
But how you loved your milk.
You look so adorable,
In your bed of silk.

I love you, Jayne;
No words could ever describe.
You are such a quiet baby
But you are my joy, my pride.

Copyright: Emma Wallis