Those darling little baby feet
Follow me around all day;
They always want to be like me,
Where I go, so do they.
So I must needs be careful
Of where my footsteps go,
Because that precious baby
Will follow me, I know.
Lord, let me walk in goodness,
And a fine example be;
Because I know my baby
Will always follow me.
© 2001 by Kathryn Brandon; All rights reserved.
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