Sugar cubes

I leave sugar cubes on our windowsill,
Stork is coming soon to bring her, he will.

Dreaming of a sister to hold and love,
Best friends forever my companion and dove.

She arrives in a blanket of the purest white,
I cannot believe it, never leave her side.

Holding her tiny fingers and kissing the nose,
Cheeks chubby and pink, she is a perfect rose.

Loving her immensely on the very first day,
Sugar cube sweetness, I want her to stay.

Thank you to the stork my special friend,
For delivering a sister until eternal end.