My Unborn Child
Oh please be stil my little dear,
Your time’s not now but it grows near.
Be not afraid when you come out,
Just meet your new world with a shout.
I will be there to hold you near
And wipe your little tears,
With sweet kisses full of love,
While angels smile at you above.
And when your heart is full of doubt,
I ask you please don’t shut me out.
I will be there to break your fall,
For all you need to do is call.
Oh go-ahead and kick my sweet,
For my love for you is now complete.
Just listen to my heart so near,
And know that I will persevere.
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