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Savanna Lutz

Those Little Shoes

Where are my babies that needed my care,
and diapers changed on bottoms bare,
with little smiles on faces so small,
I've looked everywhere,they're nowhere at all.

Lord, I miss those long age times,
of little golden books,& nursery rhymes,
with eyes looking up,so full of love,
and each one a gift, from God above.

each one being their own little self,
each as different as books on a shelf,
maybe God had just loaned them to me,
for today they are only a memory.

I have their pictures,& their little shoes,
so I know they were here,maybe they moved,
there were two little girls,& three baby boys,
they were just here,for there is their toys!

two of them are dark & three are light,
I hope they get home before it gets night,
if you happen to see them,alone out there,
tell them I love them,& that I still care.

And that I'll never forget their little face,
that they've grown & gone in such a haste,
and if you would snd them back,would be so neat,
I'll see if these shoes fit those little feet.