Oh, show us now your lovely face,
Now, this the one to us he’ll grace,
The same wee boy will ask for, “Trees!”
But, what he wants is, “Broccoli, Please!”
Now, this the one to us he’ll grace,
The same wee boy will ask for, “Trees!”
But, what he wants is, “Broccoli, Please!”
No scrape on toe, finger or leg,
But, for a Band-Aid he will beg,
Yes, one the colored, cartooned kind,
And place to wear it he will find.
But, for a Band-Aid he will beg,
Yes, one the colored, cartooned kind,
And place to wear it he will find.
He makes us laugh; he brings the smiles,
No matter what the daily trials,
How could we have a brighter day?
His baby brother’s on the way!
No matter what the daily trials,
How could we have a brighter day?
His baby brother’s on the way!
Peter Lowell Paulson
June 22, 2012
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