
I bet they do.
For I could have sworn one minute ago
you were this small
and now you're tall.
And gee, whoa, who would have thought that you are four?
That every passing minute I love you more?
Have no idea what fate has in store
All I know my prayers are with you forevermore.
Darling daughter, I pray that life will treat you kind
And that you'll be blessed with a strong, sharp mind.
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