The Kite



                                                               You'll Always be
                                                               Just Three Years Old
                                                               Holding You so Tight
                                                               Picking Out Our
                                                               Books for Bed and
                                                               Kissing You Goodnight

                                                              Golden Curls
                                                              By Blue-Eyed Girl
                                                              An Angel in my Sight
                                                              Little  Hands
                                                              Still Holding Mine
                                                             And Running with Your Kite

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