'Precious Angel'
You called me angel,
and I got butterflies.
I started kicking my feet
like a kid on Christmas,
and smiling and giggling
like a little girl.
You call me that all the time,
and I get so happy every time.
I’m your angel,
your little angel, precious angel,
precious little angel.
I’m happy.
I smile so big,
giggle so much,
and love you even more.
You’re so gentle with me,
and I’m happy
to be called your precious angel.
Copyright © Eli Arendel | Year Posted 2023
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