| I Know whose Daughter you are |
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I saw a penny on the ground, Though it wouldn't make me rich by far. I picked it up and someone said, "I know whose daughter you are!" My Daddy always picks up pennies And, with a laugh, he'll say, "Now, I'm a penny richer Than I was just yesterday." He taught me life's important things. But, the most important one, so far, Is the pride I feel when hearing, "I know whose daughter you are!" I have Dad's witty humor. I have his smile and hair. But, it's picking up those pennies That shows how much I care. An Angel may have put it there. But, my Dad put them in a jar. So, it makes me smile each time I hear, "I know whose daughter you are!" |
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