Frans geboortegedicht: ‘Je voudrais qu'en rentrant Charlotte’

El futuro pertenece a quienes creen en sus
sueños

Sent from heaven above
Now he's ours to love

I have formed this little child
You hold within your heart
My mercy and My goodness
Have been there from the start
The face, the hands, the smile
I shaped all that you see
Take this gift I've given you
And raise this child of Me

Hi there folks, I've just arrived
Mommy's fine and Dad survived
And though I weigh the merest "fraction"
I'm sure the center of attraction