A Child’s Pray
Dear Lord please answer my Mommy I pray,
She has no idea what I have in store today.
I’m going to jump, and dance and throw
things around,
And wreak havoc with my squealing shrill
sound.
I’m going to stretch and run and hurt my
leg,
And Mommy’s going to need a neat Rum peg.
For you see I will grow up in the blink of
an eye,
And I need to create memories I can savor
over chai.
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