In a chapel bathed in morning light,
Lachlan smiled, pure and bright.
Clothed in white, so calm and small,
Held with love by one and all.
Candles flickered, blessings said,
Gentle hands upon his head.
A sacred vow, a quiet prayer,
A room of hearts so full, so fair.
Outside the church, with skies so blue,
Laughter bloomed, and spirits grew.
Snapshots taken, love preserved—
Moments this child so truly deserved.
This Christening shoot tells his start,
A day of soul, of light, of heart.
Forever kept in frames of gold,
A sacred story softly told.
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