In Chicago's icy February's hold, When the night was shadowed and bitterly cold, Your mother beside me, her voice low and tight, We ventured through frost in the heart of the night. The car’s breath was shallow, its warmth slow to rise, While deep darkness loomed under glacier-like skies. Between towering drifts, our passage was made, Past midnight’s embrace where no sound dared invade. No moment escapes without echo of you, The dawn of your laughter, fresh and anew. Could not have wished for a daughter more bright— Yet time has dimmed our once limitless light. Where have the years vanished, so swift and so sly? Why have we drifted like stars in the sky? When will the universe bend to our call, To bind us together before shadows fall? You're the first, the eldest, the spark that ignites, You alone hold the dawn of our family’s nights. Do you recall our miraculous start, When love made a nest within our hearts? Time, may you soften this distance and pain, And forgive the missteps that leave bitter rain. In the quiet of night, in the heart’s silent plea, May we rediscover where once we were free.