Post by Flowerymidangel on Oct 16, 2003 11:08:42 GMT -5
Memories
Half remembered lullabies
And tender words, soft spoken
And holding you against my breast
Whilst another dawn was broken
Memories of special times,
Of birthday outings - counting cost.
Patching up your tattered knees
And replacing things you'd lost!
All grown up now and 'sensible'
Aren't you the serious ones?
Although others see emerging men
You'll always be my sons.
Half remembered lullabies
And tender words, soft spoken
And holding you against my breast
Whilst another dawn was broken
Memories of special times,
Of birthday outings - counting cost.
Patching up your tattered knees
And replacing things you'd lost!
All grown up now and 'sensible'
Aren't you the serious ones?
Although others see emerging men
You'll always be my sons.
