My little daughter….kisses her Barbie, hugs it tight.
Says she, ‘Papa I love it,
my daughter it is,
would you like to sleep with this?’
My lovely darling, mwaah, I’d say,
And pull her to my heart and bay.
Would kiss and say, my darling my soft sun ray.
In my time, I’d whine for a toy,
My father would say, no, you’re such a good boy.
Would lift me to his lap and heart
Cries would die there in his lovely heart.
The next moment forgetting everything,
I’d smile a lot for nothing and for nothing.