Erika with the Windy Yellow Hair

Erika with the windy yellow hair
Dancing through the day or moping by the stair
My joy to know my Erika with the windy yellow hair
Yesterday I met her running home from school
Her face was tear stained, she didn’t know I knew
But I do, I do
Today she had a song to sing and a poem she knew
And with a kiss and a hug she dashed away, she had things to do
I do too, I do too
Lithesome child, I turn with care
When viewing you on step or stair
All my hope and love for you
My erika of the windy yellow hair