Shelby Noelle
You came to us in the spring
A beautiful time of year
We were all so very happy
To finally have you here.
An adorable little baby
A head of black hair wild
We were all so very proud
Of our little Indian child.
You were always such fun
Could never get enough of you
Such a happy little girl
You never seemed to be blue.
Now your all grown up
And I still feel the same
We live too far apart
This is a crying shame.
One thing that is certain
My lovely Shelby Noelle
The minute I laid eyes on you
In love is where I fell.
Copyright © Marion Smith | Year Posted 2006
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