Sunday, September 28, 2008

Baby Dear

Where did you come from baby dear?
Out of the everywhere, into the here.

Where did you get your eyes so blue?
Out of the sky when you came through.

What makes your forehead so smooth and high?
A soft hand stroked it as you went by.

What makes your cheek like a warm, white rose?
Something better than anyone knows.

Where did you get that pearly ear?
God spoke, and it came out to hear.

But how did you come to us Baby Dear?
God thought of you, and so you are here.

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