Your hand is little, small But when I hold it, I hold the world There’s little else for which I wish And if I do, it spells your name Your eyes are full of hope In them I see the future world And with it happiness that sees Each morning as an opportunity Your heart is full of love Whose strength is such it breaks the gloom With every word you speak The shadows lift and light succeeds My heart is full of you From edge to edge, of depth unsung I gave you life, you gave me mine I’m glad to be a mummy thine