To Our Daughter
Oh! Our Darling,
How much we love you!
None can fathom.
You are the messenger of God -
A Gift of God unto us.
Nothing on earth can match thee,
For you are from the Mind of God.
In our tears you are,
In our smiles you are,
The day one you were born
Was the beginning of our joy,
And the days that have followed
Are the journey towards the path of God.
For we began with God,
And we'll end with Him,
And since your conception you are in our fold -
The fold predestined by Him.
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