You deserve accolades, respects and awards
From your children across all maternity wards
Perplexed, unhappy and hopeless we were
Before you made us happy, gave us hope and care
When the night comes knocking tirelessly,
When the day opens our eyes widely,
Hey, you, see:
upon all that there is
under the scintillating visage of stars,
you've chosen to come
I know I can't promise you heaven.
Behold, I can get you a beautiful butterfly.
Don't worry, be happy.
If you don't have any power/control over it, don't let it disturb your ‘hard-earned' peace of mind. If it's destined for you to have it, you'll, sooner or later, have it.
If you lost it, pray for something better than it. Else, let it go. Perhaps it is not meant for you.