I am writing down my Memoirs
Just in case one day I forget
All the meaningless, careless words
I never even meant, but said.
I remember how God gave me
Two blessings from His chest
The best I could have wished for
But, regrettably never said.
A mother's heart I've heard them say
Can hold the worlds treasure chest
It will never loose a single dime
As mothers always gives their best
Fathers might be big and tall
Ore even fight in all the worlds' wars
But in between their strong broad shoulders
Lays a precious heart of Gold.
Thru my 30 years I searched and wondered
Of the great things that u have done
My eyes set up to the wide bleu yonder
You've done me great, great in all you've done
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