A song for our daughter [心]

On my birthday, the stars were bright,
But something whispered, “Wait just right.”
You took your time, three days to shine,
Then you arrived, forever mine.
Tiny fingers, sleepy eyes,
The world so big, you full of surprise.

From the Black Forest where tall trees grow,
To sunlit Tuscany’s golden glow,
You learned to walk where vineyards climb,
And feed the birds in Prague, in time.
In Greece you danced where waters gleam,
And in Corfu chased a seaside dream.

From South Tyrol to Egypt’s sand,
You’ve left small footprints on every land.
Skiing high and swimming deep,
Chasing stars when you’re asleep.
Ann-Sophie, wild and free,
You are the world, and the world to me.

A flower girl in China’s grace,
With joy and flowers on your face.
In Ghent and Bruges, through cobbled stone,
You laughed and sang and made them home.
In mountain air and snowy skies,
You ask the how, the what, the why.

English whispers, German sings,
Now Chinese adds its wings.
Sometimes stubborn, sometimes bold,
Sometimes quiet, sometimes gold.
iPad in hand, you slip away,
But you always return to play.

I see you run, I hear your song,
In every step, you’ve come so long.
From morning light to bedtime dreams,
You’re made of sunlight, stitched with beams.
You learn, you leap, you never stay,
The world can’t wait to show the way.

From fairy tales to castle walls,
To snowy peaks and waterfall calls,
With every laugh, with every climb,
You fill our hearts, you stop the time.
You came three days late, but oh so right—
Ann-Sophie, you’re my heart’s delight. http://t.cn/A6es9SQc