Summertime (for mom)
Long ago I called on You,
Afraid of the unknown,
The song that my mom sang to me,
Echoed through the halls of long ago,
When it seemed that I might lose the fight,
I remembered that old song,
Again the peace came back to me
And how she held me in her arms.
The other day I strolled on down,
To where the dock stands in the gulf,
While troubled by so many thoughts
And how to work things out,
I gazed up to the cotton clouds ...
I knew that You were standing by,
With open arms and helping hands,
You both saw the tears I cried...
Peeked round a bush... I saw a fish
Jump right out of the water!
Reminding me, yet once again...
How blessed I am to be your daughter.
Thank you mom...
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