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Ray Hansell

Rookie - 162 Points (New Jersey)

A Contented Mother


It seems for so many years
I've lived my life for someone else
I put my feelings and needs
Away somewhere on a shelf

I always put my children first
Their needs ahead of my own
I had to look out for them
Until they were grown

Taking care of them
Was like a full time job
But it didn't feel like work
Although, at times it was so hard

I was always there for them
That, they always knew
They knew that Mom would help them
To always make it through

As the years passed they slowly changed
They gradually started to grow
Along the way they had to learn
Because there was so much they didn't know

But hopefully they listened
As I guided them along the way
Because the day will come
When they to will be parents themselves one day

You may think I gave a lot
Because true love never found it's way to me
But I didn't care and it didn't matter
Because my kids were my world to me

The day will come
When they are grown
They'll move on
To live out on their own

Then that's the time
When I will see
If true love
Was meant for me

If true love never finds me
And I have no one to call my own
I know that what I'll leave behind
Will be my kids, and they were home grown


8-12-06/RJH

Submitted: Saturday, April 24, 2010

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