ANABELLE AMANDA



It was not so many a day ago,
when an October Sunday came
That a child was born whom you may know
Anabelle is her name;
And this child she lives with no other thought
Than to be loved every day the same

I am her mother and she is my child,
as close as a candle to flame
and I love her as much as I ever have loved
oh, Anabelle is her name.
You brighten my day little light of my life
and Anabelle is your name.