Son I know you're mind
Will develop just fine
Like mamma's and grandpa's and dad's
Your heart's good and true
As I spend time with you
We're making the good times we've had
Born into the world with promise
If family life don't fail us
We'll do whatever we will
With talent and skill�
With heart and desire
With passionate fire�
The world owns us
We're caught in it's gaze
Wrapped up in amazement�
Searching humanity
Learning humility
Denying futility
We own each other too. �
What do you want to do?
I'm still here with you.�

-Mamma


Youth lives by personality, age lives by calculation. -- Aristotle on a calendar