So lovely and beautiful
Are those minds ever so pure
Blameless and worthy to be called saints.
Those little tender minds that holds no grudges
So free and busy
Are those little tender minds that are carefree
And forgives easily
Minds that are epitome of virtue.
Oh tender minds that are patient
Ever loving and forgiving
Those little tender minds that are meek!
Like the little lamb strolling beside it mother,
Soft, smooth, silk and cozy,
It threads softly upon the greens of the field,
And dances gracefully to the joy of the wind,
So much carefree is a tender heart,
For it foundation is laid on a brick of bliss!
