“Well... as her doctor, Mrs. Lane,
Your daughter, Sarah, has no pain;
To make her happy, I don’t know…
Perhaps today she’s feeling low.
I really don’t know what to say—
All we can do is pray.”
It’s been a year since Sarah’s fall.
I beseech you, Lord, to heed my call;
To make her happy is my cry.
Tears for my child I can’t deny.
My heart is burdened by her trial—
I need to make her smile.
Beloved Mike comes every day.
His visits wipe her tears away;
To make her happy, he will try…
But finds it hard to say goodbye.
Although he wants to marry her;
To walk she would prefer.
Tonight her smile has gone again—
Sorrow and tears she can’t restrain.
To make her happy, help me, Lord…
Her sadness cannot be ignored.
Tomorrow she’ll be twenty-two…
Lord, help me get her through.
Chocolates and a rose bouquet,
His love for her he can’t betray.
To make her happy, one more time—
Mountains for her, I think he’d climb;
Across the country he would scan…
He’s had a perfect plan.
I’ve never heard her laugh that way—
I think he’s really made her day,
He made her happy, yes he did!
Mike’s romantic but still a kid.
Perhaps one day she’ll be his wife,
For now... a puppy’s changed her life.
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