Love of a Child
To love a child is to show you care
Running your fingers through their hair
To comfort them when they feel sad or blue
Love is knowing the right thing to do
You raise your voice, point and act mean
Turning your back because you want to scream
When you turn back around they are pouting you
Then slowly their smile comes shining through
The things you go through when they are bad
But look that face how can you stay mad
You throw your hands up what can I do
How many of those traits come from you
Yes the love of a child is innocent and true
Do a good job and love will come back to you
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