Oh, Beautiful Child, Page 23

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By jwhwz

Oh, beautiful child; Your little squirrel sits on a branch on an autumn day. Where are his nuts?; they must be on the ground beneath another tree; but, alas; he won't say. Oh, beautiful child; You've made the neatest window I've ever seen; You've taken so much of your day to make diamonds blue and green. Oh, beautiful child; You are so creative with silver and gold; I hope your friendly dolphin, in the night, doesn't get too cold. Oh, beautiful child; Your whale is cute with beads of light and dark blue; It also is so shiny; for, you used a lot of glue. Oh, beautiful child; You have made a flower with an original blossom; I remember the days, not so long ago, when I could call it awesome!

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