I got a call from school that day; your teacher was in a mood
Said you insisted not hearing her song, but at least you weren't too rude
I listened carefully as you explained, while your blonde curls blew in the wind
"Momma, you don't understand, Mrs. Peters really shouldn't sing"
I turned by back to hide a smile, knowing this was my own truth
Teaching no lies no fibs, be honest, even sometimes it may hurt
Lord, when she was born so early and we feared for her life
I promised I would trade my own, prayed that You keep her in Your sight
Lord, You answered all my prayers; my little bird grew fearless wings
In her world, no matter what it brings, to her it's always spring
Guide her to her destiny, to make a difference until her dying day
But please Lord remind her that You and I are just a heartbeat away.
Big blue eyes filled with tears; sometimes happy sometimes sad
So much of myself I see, especially when my bird is mad
Baby, how proud you make us, both your Dad and me
Take a moment when life gets hard and remember where you've been
If you're blessed with love and laughter and children of your own
Teach them honesty and your gift to make others never feels alone
More than anything share that beauty of love and a giving soul
Bird it's only your special smile that can fill those very hurtful holes
Remember our fairy garden, the dragonfly and Jack
you kept loving that pup, even when Jesus wouldn't give him back
Close your eyes, take a breath, feel your heartbeat in your chest
Know that I treasure every moment with you, I'm the one that's blessed
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Dandelions In The Wind
PoésieThere are a lot of reasons why people write. For me it has always been like an addiction, a reporting on the world and therapy. People are my greatest inspiration and God created so many variants and flavours that we would always have something to...
