You with colors bright
You’re the shooting star that dances at night
You that ends me a perfect day
Your view that takes my breath away
You’re the flower that glosses in the morn'
The smiles on the faces, when viki baby was born.
The elegant flows of my dancing gown
The shimmering jewels on a Your golden crown
When it comes to God's questions, I’ve seen a few,
but I've never seen anything as beautiful as you.
Oct 24, 2018
Oct 24, 2018 at 9:17 AM UTC
You with colors bright
You’re the shooting star that dances at night
You that ends me a perfect day
Your view that takes my breath away
You’re the flower that glosses in the morn'
The smiles on the faces, when viki baby was born.
The elegant flows of my dancing gown
The shimmering jewels on a Your golden crown
When it comes to God's questions, I’ve seen a few,
but I've never seen anything as beautiful as you.
-Viki
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