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Thursday, April 01, 2010

Little Miss Magic

Constantly amazed by the blades of the fan on the ceiling



The clever little glances she gives me can't help but be appealing


She loves to ride into town with the top down


Feel that warm breeze on her gentle skin


She is my next of kin





I see a little more of me everyday


I catch a little more moustache turning gray


Your mother is the only other woman for me


Little miss magic, what you gonna be?




Sometimes I catch her dreamin and wonder where that little mind meanders


Is she strollin along the shore or cruisin oer the broad savannah


I know someday shell learn to make up her own rhymes


Someday she's gonna learn how to fly


Oh that I wont deny




I catch a little more dialogue comin my way


I see those big blue eyes just start to lookin astray


Your mothers still the only other woman for me


Little miss magic, what you gonna be?



Yes she loves to ride into town with the top down


Feel that warm breeze on her gentle skin

She is my next of kin



Constantly amazed by the blades of the fan on the ceiling
Those clever little looks she gives just can't help but be appealing
I know someday shell learn to make up her own rhymes
One day she's gonna learn how to fly
That I wont deny

Little miss magic, what you gonna be?
Little miss magic, just can't wait to see




 
K.
 you are my dream
You are my heart
I want you to stay just how are you
don't change
don't let anyone change you
don't let anyone tell you you can't
but if you do.....stay true to what you are
Chase rainbows
Cry when you want your way
Make everyone laugh
Love unconditionally
don't give a damn
Wish big
just be
be you
 
 


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