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Oh,
child,
so
small,
so
fragile
now,
Come
sit
and
let me
sing
Of
silly
songs
and
lullabies,
Of
dragons
and of
kings.
This
rockin’
chair’s
made
just
for
us.
I know
~
there’s
work
to do.
But,
can’t
that
dust
and
dishes
wait
While
I play
peek a
boo?
For,
time
is
speeding
on its
way
And
soon
this
phase
will
pass,
No
more
time
for
baby
things
~
Growing
up so
fast!
I’ll
love
the
ball
games,
scouts
and
camps;
There’s
lots
of
things
we’ll
do.
But,
just a
moment,
here,
today
~
I want
to
sing
to
you.
I’ll
plant
a song
down
in
your
heart
And
let it
grow
with
you.
You’ll
remember
God’s
great
love
Because
I sang
it
true.
'Jesus
loves
me,
this I
know
...'
Will
be
there
when
you’re
old
And I
am
gone,
and
cannot
sing
The
song
so
brave
and
bold.
When
you’re
grown
and
packin’
up,
To
claim
what
life
can
give,
I’ll
look
at
you,
through
Mother’s
eyes,
And
see
the
babe
within!
Joan
Clifton
Costner
Copyrighted.
All
rights
reserved.
2007
Joan
is a
Heavenly
Inspirations
Author.
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