GIFT FROM HEAVEN

The year is twenty twenty-five,

Zero three, zero four — you came alive.

A gift from heaven, so pure and true,

And my world began the day I met you.

On that day, I had nothing at all,

No family to call, no friends to call.

No money in hand, just faith in God,

And love from your Mama — oh, what a bond.

Oh little light of mine, you shine so bright,

You warm my heart through every night.

Your laugh, your cry, your every coo,

The world feels brand new—all because of you.

You came to me when hope felt thin,

But love poured out from deep within.

And so I named you after my beloved Moma,

My heart, my joy — Anastasia Kavulapo.

When you’re older and dreams feel far,

Just know you’ll always be my star.

In every step, through joy and tears,

Daddy’s love will calm your fears.

My little light, you’re my sunrise,

The spark of hope in your sleepy eyes.

Forevermore, in all I do,

I’ll walk this world in love with you