Precious Gift
Little hands and little feet.
A precious gift for us to keep.
Close your eyes and dream sweet dreams;
of candy canes and choo choo trains.
Little Angel, spread your wings and fly.
Mother will sing you a lullaby.
Like a thief in the night; you stole my heart.
A prisoner of love, Till death due we part.
Little hands and little feet.
A precious gift for us to keep.
Copyright © Christie Mills | Year Posted 2007
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