I love a little girl
gentle and true;
her hair is golden brown,
and her eyes are sparkling blue.
She's a precious little gem,
sent from the heavens above;
her heart is bursting over-
full of God's special love.
In her mind, a promise
of life and love to share;
her exuberance shines forth,
as she breathes in the air.
Her caring touch, her tender heart,
make me ashamed I didn't see;
it's not about riches and success, but about-
a little girl who sits on her daddy's knee.
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