Up and down the stairs for hours I was PACING
Praying for salvation, for my steps to find RETRACING
In the corner of my mind, my heart was RACING
I stood before the mirror, my image was INTERLACING
I looked at myself wondering what I will be FACING
Stretching my arms, it was my baby they were PLACING
We were happy for Jasmine, and while we were EMBRACING
My wife whispered to me and said "up next is child SPACING".
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