TABATHA
When I
was young I
dreamed
Of having
a girl like
you
Then you
came into my
life
And all
my dreams came
true
My one
and only daughter
My gift
from God above
From the
day you jump
into my lap
I understood
true love
Now that
you are grown
And live
so far away
I wanted
you to know
I miss
you everyday
The lady
you’ve become
I’m as
proud as I
can be
But when
I look into
your eyes
My little
girl I see
LOVE ALWAYS MARY
Every good gift and every perfect gift
is from above, and comes down from
the Father of light, with whom there is
no variation or shadow of turning.
JAMES 1 : 17
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