Ode To A Mother and Father

You have a beautiful garden,
That is waiting for you to hoe.
Innocent faces that want to learn,
A garden of children...to grow.

Each heart is deeply rooted,
On the soil of faith that they trod.
If you will give truths ever-lasting,
And moisten with words of God.

In the warmth of love and sunshine,
They will grow in a world of strife.
Maturity will blossom in colors,
All arrayed for eternal life.

E.P. 1908 - 1989

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