Sharon,Jim,Sandy And
Janet
A Letter From
Mom And
Dad
We
Stroll Along Golden Streets We Watch You Down
There Longing To Hug You, And We Will Too Very
Soon, We Want To Say A Little Something To Each
One Of You But First We Want To Say How Our
Grandkids Have Grown So Much We Set Here With
Linda,Billy,Ray And Lil Louie On Our Laps Their So
Sweet They Keep Asking;When's Mommy Coming
Home We Say;Soon Very Soon Now On With What We
Want To Say We Knew That You Would Be A
Mother To All And Take Care Of Everyone Your A
Giver And Have so Much Love To Give
Away Sharon,We Love You And Miss You Sharon,
This poem Is For You Your Dad Picked This
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You were so lovely
my heart nearly broke;
and I thought how much like Sleeping Beauty a little
girl is. One
evening you crawl on your dad's lap and throw your
arms around his neck,
You're so quickly approaching the awkward age, too
young to drive the
car and yet too old to be carried in the house half
asleep on daddy's
shoulder.
you're going on a very exciting trip. You'll
travel from yesterday all
the way to tomorrow.
leaving behind you - measles, mumps, freckles, bumps,
bubble gum and me.
I promise not to feel too hurt when you discover
that the world is more
important than your daddy's lap.
the neighborhood's best tree climber. pony tails and you'll view the world from a
loftier perch a pair of high
heel shoes.
Yesterday you could mend a doll's broken leg with a
hug; tomorrow you'll
be able to break a young man's heart with a
kiss. at a
supermarket - now I have to worry
about losing you down another aisle to some
strange young man. You see,
just at the point where you're growing pains stop,
mine begins. Yesterday
you were kind of a pain in the neck when you were
around, tomorrow you'll
be an ache in my heart when your not.
and that little boy that used to push you in the
mud; well, he'll fight to
sit out a dance with you. The clock is
countin' the minutes for you and the
sky upstairs is savin' its' brighest stars; and
the sun is waitin' with
its' shiniest day.
Sooner or later,
the butterfly sheds it's cocoon and the smallest
bird must try its wings.
when you finally get too big for my
shirts, I'll still recall how you used to scatter
dust and dolls and partially
through ev'ry room in the house; but you spread
sunshine too. The dust is
settled, your mom picked up the dolls; but the
sunshine will always fill
the corners of our hearts.
well if you saw this look on
my face, you'd laugh and if I spoke with this lump
in my throat, I'd cry.
Yea! honey when I looked at you tonight you were a
Sleeping Beauty. you didn't wake up,
I knew you wouldn't.
According to the legend only the handsome young
prince can open your eyes
and I'm just the father of the future bride.
tomorrow
you'll wake and you'll be a young
lady and you won't even realize that you've
changed courses in the middle
of a dream. But you might notice a little
change in me; I'll look a little
different somehow. but a whole lot richer.
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And What A Son Jim, Your The Man Of The Family
Now, And You Look So Much Like Your Dad, We're So
Proud Of Our Grandsons, And So Proud Of Our
Jim Jim, We Love And Miss You So Much
Sandy You Too Try To Take Care Of All Your Grown Kids, Your A Helper,Giver And Lover Your The Apple Of Our Eye We Love And Miss You So
Sandy,We Love And Miss You Mom And Dad Janet Again You Try To Take Care Of Your Kids Even As Their Grown, Your A Helper,Lover And Giver We Love And Miss You