Precious Gifts

So long ago when I was young, I had two little boys; Their hair was blond, their eyes were blue, they are my pride and joy. Through the years, I tried my best, to teach them as they grew; To stand for right, throughout their life, and live in faith and truth. It's hard to be a mother, as you watch your children grow; And know you can't protect them, even though you love them so. For someday they'll be on their own, to make their own mistakes; And though you'd give your life for them, The choices are theirs to make. Down every road there's twists and turn, No one knows what lies ahead; But you hope that they'll remember , the things that you have said. To me, my boys are treasures, Precious gifts from up above; And all my life I'll cherish them, with unconditional love.