Why I Am Who I Am
I'm thankful for my mom and dad,
And the happy childhood that I had.
We didn't have so many toys
But there were lots of other joys.
Dad was a farmer planting seeds,
To provide us with our daily needs.
Mom planted too, the seeds of love,
Germinating from up above.
She taught us how to love each other
And have respect for one another.
We've kept those feelings still today,
Though childhood days are far away.
We went to church and Sunday School
Where we were taught the Golden Rule.
So many times our mama cried,
If we were bad or if we lied.
She didn't teach without regard
That growing up is truly hard.
We loved her and wanted to be
As gentle and as kind as she.
My brothers never made me cry,
The four of them older than I.
My gentle dad taught them to be
Protectors of my sis and me.
A child who's raised with loving care
Is a happy child beyond compare.
She'll want to share the love she knew
And teach it to her children too.
What comes around will go around
And other happy children found.
And when a better world is had,
It all started with my mom and dad.
Won 2nd place
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