Charles Hancock Poems
On that pleasant spring morning,
when the birds are out and performing
and the sun's rays are warming
On that sultry summer night
after the thunderstorm yielded its might
and the moon is revealing a little light
On that crisp autumn day
when you have time to whittle away
and the leaves are an intense color buffet
On that raw winter twilight
when the sun is inching out of sight
and you're ready to call it a night
Nickki, oh Nickki, a beautiful child of God.
Like the cold November rain, your eyes penetrate me to the bone.
Like the glowing July Sun, your smile warms my heart until it's overblown.
Nickki, oh Nickki, a Heavenly Angel on Earth.
My, oh my, we are so amazed at how you've grown.
Will you be a doctor or a musician, it's still unknown.
Nickki, oh Nickki, Jesus' love is never-ending.