The angle in the sky looks just
Like my baby girl the way she
Walk and the way she tales to me.
The rainbow in the sky up above.
Her head the light in her face
Makes me love her so much.
More than that I are ready that feeling
That I get in my ably that feeling is
Love.
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3 comments:
I can just picture your little girl! I bet she is an angel.
Lesli
yo thats deep bro.
thats nice man what would we do wit out our girls.
a men.
Richie I really like this one you are a good writer. it had lots of passion in the writing. Courtney ;@
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