Verse 1
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"Mommy, why don't I feel well?"
and as my heart reaches
to my child of three
how do I explain the flu
or illness or why she hurts;
and then as an angel
that she is when
I rock her gently
she closes her eyes
to sleep a restless sleep.
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Verse 2
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It is hard to be three and be sick
to not run the block or play
or even make angels in the snow
to play house and pester mommy
or even to be a good helper
when you don't feel well
all you want to do
is well be held
like when a baby
and not a big person
at the age of three.
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