Oh, Beautiful Child, Page 17, by jwhwz
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Oh, beautiful child;
I can see the light sparkle in your eyes;
As you use your tissue paper to make roses and butterflies.
Oh, beautiful child;
I know you dream of a little mountain under the moon;
I'll carry you straight to the top on a cool evening in
June.
Oh, beautiful child;
We're a wonderful team; I love when you create birds;
For, you capture the beauty in a picture, and I put it into
words.
Oh, beautiful child;
You've created a cute little bunny in brown;
As I look at it; it cheers me up when I'm feeling down.
Oh, beautiful child;
I watch you as you make your flowers grow;
And I can tell that you have much to give the world we know. |
Posted: 2011-11-10 20:19:29 UTC |
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