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I came with a cry when the morning broke
Soft hands held me close, and my heart first spoke
I grew with the seasons, tasting sun and rain
Moments of laughter, then the pinch of pain
Now I walk through the park where the children play
Watching them ride bikes on a summer day
I take a little sorrow, give a little cheer
And I find that living brings a taste so dear
A little girl flies a paper kite
The laundry flaps in the afternoon light
I’m the one who feels every tear and grin
And I’m glad I came to take part in this spin
A little girl flies a paper kite
The laundry flaps in the afternoon light
I’ll keep the bitter and the honey too
Every drop of this is a part of the brew
Now I walk through the park where the children play
Watching them ride bikes on a summer day
I take a little sorrow, give a little cheer
And I find that living brings a taste so dear
A little girl flies a paper kite
The laundry flaps in the afternoon light
I’m the one who feels every tear and grin
And I’m glad I came to take part in this spin
A little girl flies a paper kite
The laundry flaps in the afternoon light
I’ll keep the bitter and the honey too
Every drop of this is a part of the brew