For My Peanut


Our little cherub
With purple angel wings,
Our little cherub
Begins to dance and sing.

Our little cherub
In the sky above,
Sending down from Heaven
All of Jesus' love.

Our precious child,
Taken from us too soon,
But she is up with God now
Looking down at the moon.

Now it's always sunny
And you can fly your kite,
Cause now you're in a place
Where everything's alright.

Our little cherub
With purple angel wings,
Our little cherub
Continues to dance and sing.
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