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.
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