Giggles from the child as water
Giggles from the child as water runs down her back, matching
Giggles from the child as water runs down her back, matching the swinging wind chimes just outside
Giggles from the child as water runs down her back, matching the swinging wind chimes just outside the wide-open window. Her mother
Giggles from the child as water runs down her back, matching the swinging wind chimes just outside the wide-open window. Her mother smiles, her shirtsleeves rolled up and
yet wet and covered in tiny bubbles.
yet wet and covered in tiny bubbles. The white tile around them glistens
yet wet and covered in tiny bubbles. The white tile around them glistens in the sunlight pouring in, and I,
yet wet and covered in tiny bubbles. The white tile around them glistens in the sunlight pouring in, and I, the grinning dad who just got home,
yet wet and covered in tiny bubbles. The white tile around them glistens in the sunlight pouring in, and I, the grinning dad who just got home, stand in the doorway, softened clay.
My wife, my beautiful wife,
My wife, my beautiful wife, looks up at me and says "Hey honey,"
My wife, my beautiful wife, looks up at me and says "Hey honey," and runs another small jug of bathwater
My wife, my beautiful wife, looks up at me and says "Hey honey," and runs another small jug of bathwater over my baby's soft head of hair.
My wife, my beautiful wife, looks up at me and says "Hey honey," and runs another small jug of bathwater over my baby's soft head of hair. The little one trickles out "Hi Daaaaddy,"
and giggles again, as her mother scrubs
and giggles again, as her mother scrubs her little back and shoulders. Seeing this
and giggles again, as her mother scrubs her little back and shoulders. Seeing this scene in front of me, my eyes water
and giggles again, as her mother scrubs her little back and shoulders. Seeing this scene in front of me, my eyes water slightly. I pull it back in; after all
these years it's still difficult for me to
these years it's still difficult for me to simply be joyous. Nonetheless, there is
these years it's still difficult for me to simply be joyous. Nonetheless, there is an ache in my heart, the ache one feels
these years it's still difficult for me to simply be joyous. Nonetheless, there is an ache in my heart, the ache one feels when they first fall in love, and I am standing
here falling all over again. I roll up my sleeves
here falling all over again. I roll up my sleeves and drop to my knees, and give my wife
here falling all over again. I roll up my sleeves and drop to my knees, and give my wife and my sweetie the biggest pecks I can muster,
here falling all over again. I roll up my sleeves and drop to my knees, and give my wife and my sweetie the biggest pecks I can muster, and clean her delicate little arms. The mother
pours another jug, and once again, this little
pours another jug, and once again, this little darling angel, like wind chimes swinging outside,
giggles.
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