mine mine mine

Dear Ellie,

This is Jesus. Who lived and lives.
He is the wiggling baby.
He is the gentle friend.
He is the humble healer.
He is the man on the cross.
He is the empty tomb.
He is the deliverer of prayers.
He is the singing crickets.
He is the whispering trees.
He is the winking stars.
He is the roof over our heads.
He is the warmth of your blanket.
He is the softness of your pillow.
He is your laugh when dad is happy.
He keeps you asleep when daddy cries.
And just as you are mine mine mine,
He will always be yours yours yours.