Little Girl

You’re a kaleidoscope of color when my sky is dull and gray,
When my feet are getting weary you’re my wings to fly away,
You’re my butterfly in winter, the music in my pain,
And you’re my umbrella in the rain

You’re my patchwork quilt of memories that I wrap around my heart,
You’re my laughter in the morning as our brand new memories start,
I pause to let its music trickle through my mind again,
Oh, you’re my umbrella in the rain

You’re my kisses sweet as honey, you’re my treasure in a smile,
You’re my gift of heavenly wonder making every day worthwhile,
You’re my splash of yellow sunshine when the clouds hang low in pain,
And you’re my umbrella in the rain

You’re a treasure chest of promise that the years gently uncover,
You’re my eyes to see the miracles alone I can’t discover,
You’re my hope that here on earth perhaps my life is not in vain,
Oh, you’re my umbrella in the rain

All Rights Reserved Aug.8, 2009