Hidden deep inside-
There are better parts of me-
Wanting to be free
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Friday, May 23, 2014
Sunday, May 11, 2014
Hands
Though not elected
You were selected
To the highest office in the land
With all power held in your hand
The power that rocked the cradle
That lifted up when we weren't able
The power that wiped all tears away
Whose touch healed wounds gotten at play
The power that cleaned the house and baked the bread
And wielded a comb through each nappy head
The power that guided to what is right
And protected from monsters on scary nights
The power to give continually and receive nothing in return
Teaching all there was to learn
The power that lifted up in love
Such power comes solely from above
So with a grateful hand all salute and say
You deserve so much love and Happy Mother's Day
Written by:
Edward W. Johnson, Jr.
http://rhymeofreason.blogspot.com
© 2014
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You were selected
To the highest office in the land
With all power held in your hand
The power that rocked the cradle
That lifted up when we weren't able
The power that wiped all tears away
Whose touch healed wounds gotten at play
The power that cleaned the house and baked the bread
And wielded a comb through each nappy head
The power that guided to what is right
And protected from monsters on scary nights
The power to give continually and receive nothing in return
Teaching all there was to learn
The power that lifted up in love
Such power comes solely from above
So with a grateful hand all salute and say
You deserve so much love and Happy Mother's Day
Written by:
Edward W. Johnson, Jr.
http://rhymeofreason.blogspot.com
© 2014
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