Our Gifted
Little Girls and little Boys
With locks and curls and shoelace twirls
Songs of play, with giggles aloud
The little Girls curtsey, the little Boys bow
Rosy cheeks that dance all day
Nighttime prayers,, three words to say
Tears of joy, or just to share
Touching one and all that care
Blessed with beauty from above
In a face that's filled with Love
Always eager to give, smile
This special gift, the gift of Child
Brenda Elizabeth Rose
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