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Sylvia Chidi

(Germany)

Beautiful Daughters


Roll on, roll on, and stare!
Beautiful daughters of heaven
Three-sixty-five, Twenty-four-seven

Roll on, roll on, and beware!
Beautiful daughters of hell
With eyes of an angel

But beautiful daughters I praise thee
Praise be onto mothers that raise thee

For when a child is born a sweet girl
Heaven itself is raised from hell

Beautiful daughters are the seeds of peace
Their instinctive love we need not decrease
Bearing along the humane fruit of compassion
The golden qualities of a cherished companion

Beautiful daughters I praise thee
Praise be onto thy mothers that raise thee

Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi

Submitted: Wednesday, May 03, 2006
Edited: Thursday, May 04, 2006

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