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Celista Tremblay

Oh she was a small sweet girl
Her hair was blond with lots of curls

She laughed and danced the day away
She invited kids from far to play

There was a twinkle in her eye
As she sang her lullaby

She held a bunny close to her heart
She could not bear to let him part

Her laughter lit so many faces
As she pranced into their spaces

Lifting hearts and bringing cheer
Taking hands and losing fear

There was no doubt that God had brought her
This my sweetest, youngest daughter.

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