| Ode Of A Middle Son Two brothers two sisters And me in the middle Raised we were With hearts not too brittle Mother taught us To be tender and care Father taught us To be bold and to dare Together they taught us to be strong Yet, not over - bearing To work for what we wanted And the joy that comes from sharing The best of children We may not be But, none were raised With more love than me Now you both see The job that you've done With gratitude and love From your middle son |
| Patrick Wayne Hollier Copyright 2000 Patrick Hollier |
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