The Little Princess
From the day you were born
As I held you tight
I held you close
To protect you from every fear and fright
You rapidly change
As you grow up I feel joy and fear
You are my little Princess
I cry at your every tear
When you grow up
What will you be?
Did I teach you well?
Will you be filled with glee?
Will he treat you well?
Will he cherish you?
Will he pick you up
Like he is supposed to do?
Don’t settle for less
You are number one
You will capture the world
If you show your bright sun!
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