Thank You, Mom, for Making Us
Music: Let Now the Harp.
|Thank you, Mom, for making us|
Happy, well, and good.
All we are depends on you:
Not what you say, but what you do.
Kids know what they should,
Yet need your hands for shaping us,
Opening and waking us,
Unveiling our view.
Copyright by Nicholas Gordon
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