Softly she tiptoes across the lawn
Warm muffin hand snuggled in mine
Off we go to watch the sunrise
and see the dawn get born
Hungrily I turn for more of the dream
Another re-run - my favorite one
Wide-eyed she tastes the fresh new air
Dips her piggies in the stream
Why does it smell so different dad?
Willow trees heave a sigh and blink
Frogs smile and wink in the sparkly dew
Well y' see darlin, ..... gone! begad!
Please don't stop now! More I implore
Play how she skated to me down the hill
or maybe her daring to drive my car
the thrills, the spills, kissing her sore
Ah well, cock's a-crowing, new dawn, fresh
Someday soon I too will see what she saw
Maranatha Mashiach! restore Your shalom
As it was in the beginning - afresh
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