his girl

He calls Her “his girl”
He must love his Mom
Else where’d such affection been learn’d

He calls Her “his girl”
Time after time
And the light in his eyes, how it burns

He calls Her “his girl” 
Let her cherish it so
‘Tis a rare heart that ’round these words turn



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