Who we love

Who we love
The most is our Father
That created us
In his image many years ago
Some of us have blond hair
And green eyes
That shine with the
Sun light
Others have black hair
And blue eyes
I was not lucky like
The rest of the other people
I have grey hair hair
And brown eyes
I can chance the color of my hair
Yes father I hope you will keep me
Alive every day
Here on earth
Yes father I need to live
Every day the life you gave
To me
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