Sylvie Sage

Sun shown through crisp autumn leaves
on this favored Midwest Child.
As she lay wrapped in her mother’s arms,
her cries became sleepy smiles.

She was given a name, music to our ears
Which sang a lovely song
Sylvie Sage, her sister’s delight,
A precious child now belongs

She belongs to a family who’s endless love
Will carry her through her days
A sweet soft bundle, a gift from God
a blessing desired and craved.

Janet Brice Parker 2024