"Don't Cry, Child." (To my husband Theodore Land)
Don't Cry, Child.
I Will Repair All
Of Your Broked Toys
And Call up Santa
Just To Put You On His
Big Lap, For You Know
Santa Loves You Lord KNows
He Loves You More Than
Than Me.  So Don't Cry Child.
If you become stung
by a bumblebee and weeping
run to my arms
oh I will hold you
we will rebuild
your sea-tumbled sandcastles
I will buy you
that big house
and i water your garden
Don't Cry, Child
You Are Loved
You Are Loved
You Are Not ALone
In This Cruel World
You Are Loved
You are Loved
I Love you so
Here, Let me die for you
there some apple sauce
in the corner of your smile
marry me child
don't cry anymore
I will buy you new toys
and a new castle
and new things
you can mess up
Don't Cry Child
Lord Know that
I Love You More
I Love You More
More, Theodore
More, My Theodore
I Love You
infinitely
MORE!
In JEsus' Name,
Amen.////