With the sweetest smile she wore,
She came to me,
And I could not ignore.
Her tiny feet, so small, so pure,
Barely the size of my thumb complete.
If only she knew the joy she’d bring,
Like skin and bone wrapped in Gold.
When the face of abundance graces my door,
How wouldn’t I act like more?
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