You love shoes, dresses and the color, pink,
You must have been adopted, I often think.
You can be sunshine or rain in the course of a minute
Upon hearing a familiar song, you will yell, "mommy, sing it!"
You love to color, paint, and create,
Passionate, determined and helpful are your traits,
I love your laugh, the way you sing, and slip your hand in mine.
I love the way you make your mommy walk the line.
When you pray to Jesus, my heart leaps,
Close to Him, I hope you'll always keep,
For just like the song you sing at night,
Jesus loves you, and will never let you out of His sight.
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