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Tell me that story again Mommy…

Daddy lift me high above your head till I can’t giggle anymore…

Surround me with that irreplaceable feeling I adore…

Baby brother follow me around…

Speak to me in our language of sound…

Buy me a present that will be my world…

Perfect my pigtails with ribbons and curls…

Hold my hand and comfort my head…

Make me grilled cheese on quartered bread…

Oh how I miss being a little girl…

Carefree and sacred as an oyster’s only pearl…

Bring back that safety and protection of home…

Because in this adult world, a lost child I roam…

Jyl Phillips.

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