Eyes full of rain and sorrow
Cried to Lord God once, twice, thrice
Father help me please for my teeth are too long they say
Feeling warm caress on head of young sighed sweetly he and she
Fret not o’ sweet ones for all comes as what may
Rainbows of happy begin to dance in eyes of innocent
For God has devised all to his will
By
Felicia McCaw
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