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| I'm Missing the Sea Copyright Alice E. Steimle - 2004 |
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| I'm missing the sea and the fun we had I'm missing the sea and the sounds of the shore No matter what we did, we took the good and bad I must be honest, my sons, I'm missing you more Remember the days when you couldn't swim or float Your Grandpa was there to show you the way I taught you it all, as I began to bloat We saved you both on that very first day Now you're a lifeguard, or a fisherman Your adventures are many, and I'm so proud of you Giving it your all and doing what you can You've been my strength at times, it's true So even though I'm missing the sea As a mother I love you so I pray that you often think of me May God bless you wherever you go |
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