Oh, Beautiful Child, Page 16

Oh, beautiful child; look at the pretty flower of green and red; It almost feels like Christmas day; "Oh, what a cute little blossom", I say. Oh, beautiful child; you were once a baby dressed in pink; And, you would swing there in the park; I'd push you until it grew very dark. Oh, beautiful child; I love the way you painted your egg with glitter; Everyone will think it's pretty; even your babysitter. Oh, beautiful child; You have made a pegasus with such grace; Just look how it has put aproud and happy look upon my face. Oh, beautiful child; As we walk on the beach in sandals; I can almost see your flying dolphin made of candles. Oh, beautiful child; Your three little flowers lined with clay; Remind me of a colorful, spring day.