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Monday, April 14, 2008

To My Children

I can find no tender way to say goodbye
Though in your eyes I see the need for flight
It really shouldn't hurt to let you go
To watch you as you strive for greater heights
You must have your chance to chase the stars
To look for rainbows, searching for their gold
But I must stay behind and watch your flight
And blow a kiss of love each time you pass.

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