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| Sweet is the smile on a
baby's face |
| Warm as a summer day |
| with power let of heaven |
| To steal your heart away. |
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| Soft as the petals of a
rose |
| A baby's lips are this |
| And I am sent to heaven
when |
| I share a baby's kiss. |
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| Enchanting are a baby's
eyes |
| So pure and so sincere |
| I look into them and I feel |
| As though heaven is very
near. |
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| And when I touch a baby's
hand |
| I brush an angel's wing |
| Magic little baby fingers |
| Cause my heart to sing. |
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| Baby's hair, silk fleecy
clouds |
| Such a dreamy sight |
| A picture beyond painting |
| A spray of God's sunlight. |
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| Babies are precious
treasures |
| Pricless in their worth |
| They can make a heaven |
| Right here on this earth. |
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