Fondly, I hold you in my arm and watch you closely
Meet me with your soul bare so I can protect you, your hair growing comosely
Started with a kiss on your cheek
Telling you stories of your worth's peak
Our paths march along the river
My arms around your soul protecting you from a trial's shiver
From a world known for its quiver
You can sit on this pillowy cushion of motherly affection
Swaying you like my top selection
To a sweet sound of the birds flying to one direction
Now fly my little bundle of joy, while you tell me how much you love your complexion
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