My Beginning
Being born.
Open the windows, bring out the sun,
Have a smile brought to her face from the little one,
Take our your cameras and call your friends,
Bring the empty scrapbook,
For my journey begins.
Let my mother look over me,
Whispering how much she loves me,
Have your heart open for me to store the great memories.
Let the neighbors jump of joy,
For I have entered your world.
I will be your love and complexion,
Your happy days and sad moments,
Your Monday mornings and Saturday nights,
I will bring a smile to your face,
For I shall love you forever.
The days and nights will be filled with joy of me in your presence.
We will stare at the moon,
And praise the sun.
Bring life to the dear old lady,
For our lives are about to change forever,
Because we'll always be together.
Today,
I am born.
Have a smile brought to her face from the little one,
Take our your cameras and call your friends,
Bring the empty scrapbook,
For my journey begins.
Let my mother look over me,
Whispering how much she loves me,
Have your heart open for me to store the great memories.
Let the neighbors jump of joy,
For I have entered your world.
I will be your love and complexion,
Your happy days and sad moments,
Your Monday mornings and Saturday nights,
I will bring a smile to your face,
For I shall love you forever.
The days and nights will be filled with joy of me in your presence.
We will stare at the moon,
And praise the sun.
Bring life to the dear old lady,
For our lives are about to change forever,
Because we'll always be together.
Today,
I am born.
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