Sunday, December 16, 2018


Three little girls
None are the same
Still they are one
A beat remains

When daddy left
They were all they had
Sunshine won't shine
Until night comes

The brightest stars
They come at dusk
When we hurt the most
And feel alone

Three baby girls
Are all grown up
Living their lives
Not looking back

Knowing they are tied
Mama's daughters
Her one true pride
Tell us father

You're in my soul
All we do love
All we do know
Still we are good

Darling of mine
Different we are
Beneath this moon
Same bright star


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