Little children, I see you smiling
I see you there when I am alone
Are you here keeping me company
Two beautiful girls visiting my home
My imagination is not wandering
Though I spend much time alone
An old man spends time pondering
Thinking of precious years now gone
I have never seen these two before
They keep laughing then go away
Have they come because I'm lonely
God has sent two angels here to play
Little children, I see you smiling
The joyous look upon your faces
Somehow I feel we've met before
Though I reminisce not of the places
They say my mind is slowly fading
Soon a once great memory will fade
Yet, my own family thinks I'm crazy
Because angles
have come to my aid
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