Dear Eternal Spirit:
You see my baby's nose.
I pray that it be filled with the aroma of a life's journey littered with sweet roses.
I pray that it blossoms into a beautiful centerpiece, tasteful and understated.
I pray that it be no stranger to the smells of fine cuisine from the world's best bounty.
I pray that the scent of her true love intoxicates her memory and spills over the brim of her heart, let her inhale the fragrance of an honest and pure affection worth remembering.
I pray that it knows few sniffles by sickness and fewer tissues by heartbreak and that few events cause it to flare.
I pray that you protect it until that lovable breath, many many years from now, makes its last exit to be with you.
Amen.