I was dreaming of your crystal-clear eyes
and the sweet smile from your tiny lips
I was looking forward to the day
when I finally hold your soft little hands
Can't wait to see the sparkle in your eyes
when I finally home and present you a Cinderella's dress,
brought from wonderland, miles away across the ocean.
I was dreaming of the day when you'll first call me aunty,
the sister of your father
then you will show me a dance you learn from school,
with a pretty ballerina dress
or sing me some songs you learn from your mom and dad
But God has chosen a better homeland for you
He has handpicked you to grow up in heaven
where there is no weeping, and no pain,
so you don't have to see injustice in this world
He, who has formed you in your mother's womb,
has chosen you to be His princess
and His mighty arms cover you in grace
Goodbye my dear,
though I've never seen you, I know you have my heart already
sleep tight..., I'll sing you a lullaby
-a lament for my niece-
7 Feb 2011 - 10 Feb 2011
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