I am a wish, a prayer, from mortals lips That reached heaven and touched God’s fingertips And returned to earth wrapped in flesh and blood A gift from God’s unconditional love So love and cherish me as God does you And guide and teach me well in all I do And together, a garden we will grow Filled with the fragrant beauty of the rose And on the day I reach maturity And feel the need like leaves to leave the tree To show the world the colors that are me Rejoice in all the beauty that you see For I am your child the gift that God gave No More than a wish and a prayer - away.