~To My Children~
When I spill some food on my nice clean dress
Or maybe forget to tie my shoe,
be patient and perhaps remember
the many hours I spent with you
I taught you how to eat with care,
tying laces and your numbers, too,
yourself and combing your hair,
were precious hours spent with you.
when I forget what I was about to say,
give me a minute ~ or maybe two.
It probably wasn't important anyway,
I would much rather listen just to you.
I tell the story one more time,
you know the ending through and through,
remember your first nursery rhyme
I rehearsed it a hundred times with you.
my legs are tired and it's hard to stand
walk in the steady pace that I would like to do,
take me carefully by my hand,
guide me now as I so often did for you.
in Love Again":