A song for Milo, my grandson, Miles
If I had a song to sing,
If I had a bell to ring,
If I had a gift to bring,
They would all be just for you:
Shining like a morning sun,
He was shining like a morning sun.
If I had a heart of gold,
Or a fortune to be told,
If I had a dream to hold,
They would all be just for you:
Shining like a morning sun,
He was shining like a morning sun.
If I had an acre of land,
If saw the world in a grain of sand,
If I held the future in my hand,
It would all be just for you:
Shining like a morning sun,
He was shining like a morning sun.
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