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The Echoes of Children

THE SOUND OF CHILDREN S LAUGHTER ECHOES IN THE PARK

IN THIS DAY AND AGE WE EVEN HEAR IT LATE AND DARK

CHILDREN SHOULD BE PROTECTED FROM WHAT THE DARK CAN HOLD

NEVER TALK TO STRANGERS THAT’S WHAT I USED TO BE TOLD

WHEN MINE WERE THAT AGE A DISCIPLINE WAS INCURRED

THEY HAD RULES TO BE ADHERED TO A VOICE TO BE HEARD

A WATCHFUL EYE ON THEM WHILST GIVING THEM THE SPACE

A STRANGER IN THE STREET NEVER THEY WOULD EMBRACE

A WEAPON IN THEIR HANDS WAS NEVER A NEEDED THING

SO MANY DIFFERENT ATTITUDES DOES OUR PRESENT CHILDREN BRING

CHILDREN SHOULD BE NURTURED AND GUIDED TILL THEY CAN STAND

ALONE ON THEIR OWN FEET AND ALWAYS BEING AT HAND

NEVER GIVE UP ON YOUR KIDS BECAUSE THEY ARE THE PRODUCTION OF YOU

STILL KEEP A DISTANT EYE ON THINGS THAT THEY DO

EVEN AS MY SONS REACH AN ADULT AGE

THEY ARE PART OF MY BOOK JUST ON A DIFFERENT PAGE

WE WERE ONCE THEIR AGE AND WE SHOULD REALLY KNOW

THE PATHS THEY LL TRY TO GO DOWN AND BRAVE FACES THEY WILL SHOW

I KNOW WHEN MY BOYS ARE NEEDING A MOTHER OR A FRIEND

I KNOW WHEN I NEED TO EMBRACE THEM OR MONEY I HAVE TO LEND

I REAP WHAT I HAVE SOWN AND HOW PROUD A PARENT AM I

WHEN THEY HELP YOU REACH FOR THE HEAVENS AND DON'T STOP AT THE SKY

WHEN I HEAR I LOVE YOU MOTHER EACH AND EVERY DAY

THE PRICE OF BEING A YOUNG MUM IS THE BEST PRICE I EVER HAD TO PAY

I MISS MY KIDS ECHOES OF LAUGHTER IN THE PARK

NEVER DID I HEAR THEM OUT PLAYING WHEN IT WAS TOO DARK

I SHOWED THEM PROTECTION IN A DISCIPLINED WAY

TRYING TO BE A GOOD MUM WAS A SMALL PRICE TO PAY

WE DON T HAVE MANY LUXURIES BUT THE LOVE WE HAVE IS STRONG

THE BOND WE HAVE TOGETHER WILL BE THERE EVEN WHEN

I M GONE

I WOULD DIE FOR MY KIDS WITHOUT A SECOND THOUGHT

ILL PROTECT THEM TILL THE END BECAUSE THEY ARE WHY I FOUGHT.

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jay-taylor
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Aug 2, 2010
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©Jackie Taylor (Gautier)

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