My mother had a dream once
To help the young and old
Twenty years of hardship
Takes a lot out of your soul
And the vultures of society
Want to pick away
At her dream's
To close the door's of opportunity
That as helped so many
To make their own dreams
Become so real
Perhaps it's time for me
To sow the seeds she gave
To make my own life dreams
Become her legacy
And take a stand with your God-Given gift....W R I T I N G! Senator, Govervor, Congressmen, and while it's a Presidential year...how 'bout The White House! Excellent penning...and win, lose, or draw...Never give up the fight...especially when the founder of this org. was your Mom! Cheer-up. Kaila...Things do have a way of working out when the effort to make it happen is there...~FjR~
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Ive read this three times and this has to be one of the most powerful pieces you've writen, the description you give about this is also emotional. And it shows your true compassion as a great human being, when I read this as I read your other work, it restors my belief that their are good people in this world Perhaps it's time for me To sow the seeds she gave To make my own life dreams Become her legacy Lets all make it her legacy