The Vase In my garden there's a rosebush Perfect in its form. E'en though it's late November, A bloom will soon be born. So pink and lovely, it fills in me A tender kind of love. The petals soft, shine in the light Like wings upon a dove. I've tended to this rosebush Since early in the Spring, Hoping by the Harvest Moon A flower it would bring. And now the time will soon be here To see what beauty grows. The dream of every gardener That every mother knows. And since I love this rosebud so, When open is its bloom, I'll give to you my newborn flow'r To brighten up your room. For the vase in which you'll place my love Is beautiful--a treasure. Prize this rose as I once did, To fill your life with pleasure. |
To Say Thank You You held my hand and you stayed with me. From my fears you set me free. You gave me the strength and the courage to see That I'm all that I wanted to be. When I feel that I've walked every long lonely mile, I want to be held in your arms for awhile. For the sound of your heartbeat surrounds me with love. You dry my tears with your smile. I want to say thank you in just the right way. Did you know that I'm thinking about you today? When the windows are closed an there's locks on the door, Here, my love is your key. The lilies don't toil and they do not weep For their lives are short but sweet. They know there is hope in their hearts they keep The future in one tiny seed. Childhood was painful, I learned in the end That sometimes your faith was my very best friend. And now that I'm older I need you much more. I believe you're believeing in me. I want to say thank you in just the right way. Did you know that I'm thinking about you today? When the windows are closed and there's locks on the door, Here, my love is your key. |
Dedicated to birthmothers Who love their sons and daughters enough to place them for adoption. |
Dedicated to my wonderful mother, Mary. This song is about the birth of my first daughter, Jennifer. These words can not begin to express my gratefulness for Mom being there beside me. |
This song is dedicated to my dear father, Joseph who passed away on January 14, 1985. It has been 15 years, and I still miss him. |
My Little Song I wanted to write you a special song A song that is sad and sweet But the words and the melody don't seem to rhyme And my little song stays incomplete. For you have gone and it seems to me The whole world keeps passing me by. And my little song won't bring you back to me, So instead I'll just lay down and cry. For a time I kept silent, but something inside Keeps telling me to say in this song. That once my life was whole and my soul was complete And I guess I knew love all along. But you have gone and it seems to me, The whole world keeps passing me by. And my little song won't bring you back to me, So instead I'll just lay down and cry. The last line's the hardest for what it must say Is the way that I really feel. But words aren't enough and it makes me believe That wounds of the heart never heal. for you have gone and it seems to me The whole world keeps passing me by. And my little song won't bring you back to me So instead I'll just lay down and cry. For you have gone and it seems to me The whole world keeps passing me by. And my little song can't bring you back to me So instead I'll just lay down and die. |
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