Sister Sledge

Sister Sledge
A cradle song

The angels are stooping, above your bed;
They weary of trooping with the whimpering dead.
God's laughing in heaven to see you so good;
The Shining Seven are gay with His mood.
I kiss you and kiss you, my pigeon my own.
Ah how I shall miss you when you have grown


Toegevoegd door Pegasus op wo 10 sep, 2008 3:16 pm

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Taal: Engels


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