Jess

there's a little sweetheart..
more precious than gold
and silver...or promises,
more delight than an
evening at the Courtyard..
listening to Shakespeare"s
Ophelia..God gave her one
face, and she made another..
More blessed than my brother,
my sister or mother,
and afore a lover..
a grandchild is the world..
for in them you will live ..
a thousand years forever..
the sun, the moon and
stars are hers..
I would give her..
without a thought..
daughter of Eve ..
She is life eternal
whilst we breath..