How Could She Know?

As you lay sleeping far away as still as you could be...
How could you know the joy today your photo brings to me?
A few short months and you'll be mine, and "I" will soon be "We".
How could you know the love I feel?
It's something you can't see.
So have sweet dreams, my precious girl.
Sleep well and tenderly.
Some say that you're the lucky one.
How could you know it's me?

Originally written by Kris Haughtry but rewritten to fit our family.