by Josie Whitehead (www.whiteheadm.co.uk)
Winter winds roar through leafless trees,
So quietly you entered our world.
Snowflakes fall silently on a winter breeze;
In your mother's arms you lay curled.
Little eyes closed in your baby dreams -
Baby soft hair on your head.
Soft little hands not hardened by work;
Sleep on in your cradle bed.
Winter-born baby, today's your first day
In a world you don't yet comprehend.
Bring to mankind your love and your joy,
From this day forthwith to your end.
Copyright December 2005