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A Fine Sight

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I reckon the finest sight of all
That a man can see in this world of ours
Ain't the works of art on the gallery wall,
Or the red an' white o' the fust spring flowers,
Or a hoard o' gold from the yellow mines;
But the' sight that'll make ye want t' yell
Is t' catch a glimpse o' the fust pink signs
In yer baby's cheek, that she's gittin' well.

When ye see the pink jes' a-creepin' back
T' the pale, drawn cheek, an' ye note a smile,
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Kevin Patrick 17 April 2019
I'm not a parent, so I cant claim to feel the same emotions, but it does emote something beautiful, the reward of a parent is that bundle of life. Beautiful
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