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by Rebecca Anne Obregon
Where do small children soar on winged rocking horses,
and play hopscotch from cloud to cloud?
Where do sweet babies sleep in great grandfathers' arms,
and never once make a tearful sound?
Where do adventurous toddlers explore without ever a fall,
without ever a forbidding "no no".
Where nothing can hurt and nothing can break,
and nothing's too high or "just for show".
Where picture-filled storybooks stand row upon row,
with no shelves to straighten or dust.
And thousands of aunties and uncles and grandmas read endlessly,
never impatient or rushed.
Where there's never new teeth, nor ones to be pulled,
no sick tummies, scraped elbows or knees.
No big scary dogs to growl or to bite,
and no stings from buzzing bumble bees.
No nap-time, no spankings, and no lima beans,
no "boo boos", no "uh ohs", no tears.
Just tiny faces wreathed in smiles, high-pitched squeals and happy giggles
and unbound excitement as their favorite time nears.
Storyhour's at hand, and as the Storyteller stands,
amidst all of their laughter and joy.
Little feet scamper to feel His touch
as He embraces each young girl and boy.
After kissing each tiny saint , He sits down among them,
placing a child upon each knee,
And, softly, the Storyteller begins His story with the precious words
"Let the little children come unto me".
By Garth Brooks
Lookin' back on the memories of
the dance we shared beneath the stars above
For a moment, all the world was right.
How could I have known that you'd ever say 'good-bye'?
And now, I'm glad I didn't know the way it all would end
the way it all would go
Our lives are better left to chance
I could have missed the pain, but I'd've had to miss the dance.
Holdin' you, I've held everything
For a moment, wasn't I the king
But if I'd only known, how the kind would fall
Hey, who's to say, you know, I might have changed it all
And now, I'm glad I didn't know the way it all would end
the way it all would go
Our lives are better left to change
I could have missed the pain, but I'd've had to miss the dance.
Yes, my life it's better left to chance.
I could have missed the pain, but I'd've had to miss the dance.
By Corrine Murray
I am your little angel
and I'm sent from far away
To cheer you up if you are sad
or had a rotten day.
So when you find a home for me
make sure that it is near
For when you need to talk things out
I can lend an ear.
I'm here to make you smile
when you feel a little blue
Just look into my eyes
and I'll smile back at you.
Or when you're feeling lonely
and no one seems to care
Remember angels do
and we are everywhere
If you are scared and don't feel safe
and don't know what to do
talk to me and I will see
If I cen get you through.
Now find that special place for me
deep inside your heart
And I will always be there
and we will never part.
