Children
 Little hands and tiny feet,
 Shy, and cute, and so petite;
 Little whimpers, little cries,
 Darling, little sparkling eyes;
 Outstretched fingers, wiggling toes;
 God, how can you love them so!
 Children chase away the gloom,
 And sunshine fills most every room;
 Little mannerisms dear,
 Laughs of happiness and cheer;
 You just can't know the joy of home,
 Until you have children of your own.
 You feel so humble, deep inside,
 And have so much parental pride;
 You can't describe the joy and pleasure,
 God has given with this treasure;
 A million couldn't buy the joy,
 The happiness, and love, sublime;
 They're bundles straight from heaven,
 And, Lord, they're really mine
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