Across The Street

Across The Street

A little girl moved in across the street.
She is sweet, sassy, and very petite.
She walks with a bounce in her step,
A voice that would melt sugar, you bet.

I noticed her on the day she moved in.
I said I hope she becomes my friend,
So I plotted to give myself a chance,
To meet this girl I wanted to romance,

Today she's the mother of our baby girl.
Angel, brought a princess into the world,
So now I have two apples of my eyes,
My wife and baby they're truly a prize.

I pray God keeps them happy and safe.
Gives them His blessing for their sake,
Only a few men have a love like mine,
It gets stronger with the passing of time.

By: Kings

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