My Daughter’s Spirit touches my spirit
Her hand gently stroking my forehead
As if in her own way telling me she understands
And that she loves me
My Daughter’s Spirit laughs with my spirit
Playing and giggling and tickling and squealing
As if in her own way opening me up
And telling me to be more playful
My Daughter’s Spirit reaches for my spirit
Holds me close and doesn’t let go
Yearning to help me understand
Heavenly Father’s love for me
My Daughter’s Spirit calms my Spirit
Telling me “Shhhh…it will be alright.”
Remember the true meaning of life
Remember the glimpses of heaven
My Daughter’s Spirit beams with heaven’s light
It wasn’t long ago that she was there
Reminding me that I have a place in this plan
A purpose here, so I stretch out my hand
My Daughter’s Spirit touches my spirit
Her hand gently stroking my forehead
As if in her own way telling me she understands
And that she loves me
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