One Mother's Daydream
A day I remember a day that was sweet
I found myself daydreaming by a slow
flowing creek.
Her curly blond hair and her big brown
eyes, instills the memories I''ll forever
hold inside.
My joy, my life, my child so new just take
mommies hand and I''ll see you through.
So as you grow older, and become a young
woman the inevitable will come when
you say " I''m Goin"
And when that time has come my dear I''m
confident my child you'll persevere as
you take your steps in the great circle
of life.
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