Shes Only Three

Diddle daddle Shes only three Life in her mind Is like smelling the roses Dirt between her toes and bugs in her hair Oh the joy it brings to her face Weeds turn to flowers and in vases they go Dancing is a must to the wind and the birds Mud pies and berry cakes Oh the thing you can bake On sundays we go to Jesus house We dance and sing for him everyday Loves to learn aboit her father above She loves it all, though her favorite thing of all Is getting snuggles from mommy and future stepdaddy And before she closes her eyes She softly utters "I love you mommy and daddy" We kiss her goodnight For shes creating another adventure for tomorrow.