Dearest Child
Save a rose for your mother, dearest child
of mine; save one for me when I too die.
Know not a day can possibly go by
Without a thought of her: sweet and unbridled.
She’s forever free now, dearest child
of mine; you will be free when I too die.
Think on our love, ‘tis thine, from she and I,
Who bore your life for you, our dearest child.
You are the hope of your parents’ short lives;
You no longer need us, so: achieve, achieve!
Stand for yourself, live with your own two feet,
Explore, travel, learn, be someone who thrives,
Find the joy of life, it'll always be there, so: believe, believe!
Copyright © Christopher Dolan | Year Posted 2014
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