In whispers soft and gentle grace, I cradle dreams of what’s to come, Our secret world, a sacred space, In rhythm with a beating drum. Beneath the moon’s enchanted glow, We stand upon this tender brink, For now, my love, you need to know, Of life that blooms with every wink. A daughter dear, our hearts ignite, With love profound, a world unfurled, Our little girl, a wondrous light, To shine within our growing world. With every step, our joys advanced, In this sweet dance of life's embrace, A precious chance to laugh, to dance, Together in this blessed grace.