They are naming her Alicia after our grandmother.
So Alicia....just in case you ever need to know, my muse came to me in the shower and I wrote this for you.
From Here to There
Long feet, tiny hands;
Multiple hearts surround you with warmth and gold bands.
Not unwanted, wanted more than we knew;
You leave us for the best but our hearts are blue.
Little girl, so small and so us;
Smells like concentrated baby sister, sour sweet and such a fuss.
So wanted, cannot let go;
Right now to keep you the quality of your life would be low.
Let go we must;
In others care we trust.
Into hands stable and true;
Love and family is now times two.
Not lost, found, from our hearts to theirs and back again;
Over time all will mend.
Your Mama’s nose, so your grandma’s too;
Hazy blue eyes, what color shall you choose?
Pale pink skin and tiny pathetic cry;
Hold you forever love you until we die.
This was just fate and meant to be;
Tiny baby girl one day you shall see.
Never away or far from our thoughts;
Small and precious sometimes love isn’t enough.
Blonde lashes and hair, lips the size of a dime;
We are all family bonded by blood and by time.