Brave Little Heart

Your heart is small but mighty,

A drummer brave and true,

It's danced through storms and healing

And keeps right on for you.

It's had a few repairs to make,

Some stitches, helping hands—

But still it hums a hopeful song

That only love understands.

Some days it beats a gentle beat,

Some days a marching drum,

But every day it tells the world,

"Look out—I'm growing strong!"

You're made of light and laughter,

Of wonder, dreams, and spark,

And courage lives inside you

In the chambers of your heart.

When you feel unsure or tired,

Or the journey seems too long,

Just place your hand upon your chest

And listen to its song.

It whispers:

"You are precious,

A miracle from the start.

Be thankful, brave, and joyful—

You've got a lion's heart."

And as you keep on growing,

Your story will unfold—

A tale of hope and happiness

More priceless than pure gold.

So dance and play and dream big dreams,

And know in every part:

The world is brighter, kinder too,

Because of your brave heart.

Forever Brave, Forever Loved