Who is
that little lady
Precious
as a lamb
Painting
like an artist
With that
pudding in her hands.
Who is
that in that highchair
With her
supper on the floor
who's
got you sayin' things
Like "I
can't take it anymore".
Well she
might be the first lady
To fly
beyond the moon
Or the
one who changes history with her prayers
Or the
one who'll be there with you
When you're
old and all alone
You don't
know who's sittin' in that highchair.
Step back,
Take a
look
Take a
picture of this moment in your mind
That dirty
face In heaven's book.
Is where
the future treasures always go to hide
He might
be the doctor
Who finally
finds the cure
Or she
could change history with her prayers
Or they
could be there with you
When you're
old and all alone
you don't
know who's sitting in that highchair.
(author
unknown)




 My first St Paddy - Age 2 months
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