Step up to the altar
Come as you may
My footsteps did falter
For yours I do pray
My dear little girl
You have grown up so fast
A twist and a twirl
Your love it should last
Come high or low water
My joy is with you
A son or a daughter
May your dreams all come true
The isle is the same
Come walk up the path
There is no blame
Just simple math
From one all alone
Then two drawn as one
With three you’ll have grown
Now you glow like the sun.
I get the same feeling reading this that I get reading Blake’s Songs of Innocence….
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Great to hear! You are too kind! Thank you so much!
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