In the hush of dawn, a star does rise, Millie Jane, with twinkling eyes. In a cradle of love, she lies so sweet, Tiny toes and hands that open to greet. Whispers of the world drift softly near, Painted dreams her heart will steer. A galaxy wrapped in her gentle coo, The future's light gleams in her debut. Moonbeams dance upon her brow, With a silent vow, we cherish now. In her presence, tender and bright, Millie Jane, a miracle of pure delight.