Midnight on a Sunday

Daughter of our dreams, girl of our hearts
So far away this evening, as we stare into the dark

We count the stars and wonder, does your birth mom do the same
We will forever share you, yet we do not know her name

She gave you life, she loved you, when we were not around
It broke her heart to let you go, yet we rejoiced when you were found

Soon Daddy and I will come to you and bring you home at last
Your future is bright and shining, though bitterness tinged your past

You may not be an angel, for angels never fall
But you are our precious baby, and you’ll soar above it all

May He who blessed us with you watch over you tonight
As we take comfort in the knowledge that all will work out right