Mothers, why forsake your child
Why have them exiled,
If they occasionally go wild
Remember, when they have smiled.
Watch and listen to what they do and say
They are just a piece of modeling clay,
Teach them to be good and to pray
And from your child, never walk away.
Teach the difference between right and wrong
Recite it in a poem or sing it in a song,
A parent makes their child weak or strong
And remember, they won't be a child for long.
In your stomach your child they grew
They held unto your soul, which is true,
You're the first love that they knew
Your child, would never abandon you.
Randy L. McClave
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