It was summer, hot and dry
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That’s when I heard your newborn cry.
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It was your way of saying
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“Look out world, here I come
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Now everybody let’s have some fun!”
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And fun it was, right from the start
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You found your way into everyone’s heart.
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Your disposition so sunny and sweet
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Put a smile on your face, for everyone you’d meet.
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Always wanting to be the center of attention
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You did so many things too numerous to mention!
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A neighbor came by, at his wits end
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You informed him “You’re wife’s out with her new
boyfriend!”
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My friend came to visit one day
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Her make-up was “a little bold”, I’d say.
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You came in, and plopped right down
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You told her “You look like a clown!”
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So many times I turned beet red
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Hearing some of the things you said.
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You are brutally honest, that’s a fact
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I’ve tried to teach you diplomacy and tact.
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You’re loving and caring
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Sometimes too daring.
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You’re headstrong; your heart rules you
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And that has caused a mistake or two!
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You’ve had rough times, from choices you’ve made
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You’ve faced them squarely and not been afraid.
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You’ve heard these words many times before
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“You’re a survivor, you always bounce back.”
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And I give thanks to God for that.
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You’ve been the bane of my existence, the joy of my
heart
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I could not bear it if we were to part.
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You’re my child; you’re my friend
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And I’ll be there for you till the very end.
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