Little arms reach out to me
When I walk in the room,
This special little spirit, yes
This child of my womb
The trusting smile it gives to me
While gazing in my eyes,
It causes me to feel as though
I've won the greatest prize
The dimple from its Daddy flashes
In its rosy cheek,
The love I feel inside for it's
So strong I cannot speak
I hold it close and kiss its brow
And whisper of my love,
I say a prayer of gratefulness
And send it up above
A Mother? What could I have done
To earn this gift, this right?I'm still not sure, but I'll thank God
Each morning and each night.
When I walk in the room,
This special little spirit, yes
This child of my womb
The trusting smile it gives to me
While gazing in my eyes,
It causes me to feel as though
I've won the greatest prize
The dimple from its Daddy flashes
In its rosy cheek,
The love I feel inside for it's
So strong I cannot speak
I hold it close and kiss its brow
And whisper of my love,
I say a prayer of gratefulness
And send it up above
A Mother? What could I have done
To earn this gift, this right?I'm still not sure, but I'll thank God
Each morning and each night.
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