How I love you, little tot
Helpful to the point of not
Laden with the best of cares
Trucks, books, dolls and teddy-bears
How I love you, little child
Driving joy and patience wild
My, but you are small and smart
Darling, trusting, pure in heart
How I love you, little one
With each rise and set of sun
You follow with run and play
Every child of Yesterday
How I love you, precious dear
You’ll grow up too soon, I fear
Gracious Lord, please hear my prayers
Hold my hand as I hold theirs
© Janet Martin
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