Of the children |
| Thursday, 31 August 2006 11:16 |
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you used the sun's rays to comb, and you'd hear playing like fish, from one side to another, running around cut loose and swimming, and climbed onto the slide, It fell out laughing, and scraped knees, It fell to sleep, And that afternoon, darkening with everyone, while they slept, You care, aboard your sweet lullaby, were committed across the world, because your angel, Lord shone. |