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Choose Life by Janet Martin No wind-swept kisses on my cheek No apple blossoms clinging to my hair No first words for me to speak Oh mommy, did you never really care? No summer picnics at the park Or watching as the rain comes pouring down No bedtime kisses after dark Or buying me a satin wedding gown Did you really never love me? Was I simply a symbol of your shame? Did you really never love me mom? Was I the fruit of hatred's evil game? No sitting at the brink of dusk To watch the sun slip soundlessly away No daisy-chains or buttercups No imaginary games for us to play No birthday cards or sticky smiles As I tasted my first birthday cake No looking deep into my eyes And loving me until your heart could break Did you really never love me mom? Did you think you'd be rid of all your blame? Did you really never love me mom? You never even gave to me a name Now there is sunshine on my face A halo on my pretty golden curls I'm in such a lovely place A Heaven full of little boys and girls It's a home of joy and love Overflowing with a thousand charms Sometimes I wish that you were here To see me in my loving Father's arms Did you really never love me mom? Or was it just not greater than your fear? Did you really never love me mom? Can't help but wish sometimes that you were here |
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