Bundle of Joy
When I beheld my children in my arms,
I never felt a sense of fatigue.
It is a joy to behold a bundle of joy,
Which we shall cherish and dream about,
For it is in the inter-twining years,
That we shall find a lot of glorious years,
To refill out cherished dreams.
To unfold a story of magic,
For the likeness in the children is a joy to behold,
By every mother.
I never felt a sense of fatigue.
It is a joy to behold a bundle of joy,
Which we shall cherish and dream about,
For it is in the inter-twining years,
That we shall find a lot of glorious years,
To refill out cherished dreams.
To unfold a story of magic,
For the likeness in the children is a joy to behold,
By every mother.
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