Jacob

You ask what makes me smile,

And I will say not much.

You ask what makes you happy,

And I will say his touch.

You ask what makes you fly,

And I will say his beautiful smile.

I love you Jacob,

My wonderfull God son.

You make me smile.

You bring me joy.

You make me fly.

Oh, Jacob, oh my sweet, sweet Jacob.

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