Sainted Hymns
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My sweet child; a promise to ye So long as the sands of time shift, & the burdens of humanity persist Cherish every moment we will, together as a gift A gift for the world to adore, My world you brighten and adorn I must protect thee, from the harsh winds and storms A promise to ye, to face these inevitabilities head on With smile in tow Love, you will know As I nurture your growth This my sweet girl, is my oath
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My sweet child; a promise to ye So long as the sands of time shift, & the burdens of humanity persist Cherish every moment we will, together as a gift A gift for the world to adore, My world you brighten and adorn I must protect thee, from the harsh winds and storms A promise to ye, to face these inevitabilities head on With smile in tow Love, you will know As I nurture your growth This my sweet girl, is my oath
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My sweet child, Said with a laugh Ordinary doesn’t exist, It is but a trap Don’t be afraid my girl, Let’s take off that mask
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My sweet child, Said with a laugh Ordinary doesn’t exist, It is but a trap Don’t be afraid my girl, Let’s take off that mask
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My sweet child, What lessons will you teach, Those little hands a-reaching, Straight into my soul with ease, Each crevice, fold, and wrinkle Embedding me with your truth.
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My sweet child, What lessons will you teach, Those little hands a-reaching, Straight into my soul with ease, Each crevice, fold, and wrinkle Embedding me with your truth.
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My sweet child, What dangers will you face? Whatever they may be my love, Face them with deft and grace. For yes we know these trials true, Live them still we do, I would do it all again my love, It led us to creating you
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My sweet child, What dangers will you face? Whatever they may be my love, Face them with deft and grace. For yes we know these trials true, Live them still we do, I would do it all again my love, It led us to creating you
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