a terraced thought winding through clover
cherished, without fault. I remember over and over.
Ice cream, red racer along with marble balls
you; sought me. and encouraged; even my foibles and falls.
Through prayers and lessons willingness to give
my pathway; made possible; and that great chance to live.
If for anything; I ever forget.
Please son"remember who you are' To live is to give.
The Just for the unjust.
Gems; some call parents,
No! thats not enough.
blessings inumerable like the stars above.
My cups overfloweth goodness for free.
my mama and daddy.
what a present from thee
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