Monday, August 20, 2007

Shining star smile down at me


Mamma will you always be there?
Sometimes I may have to go.

Mamma will you come back?
Yes my dear you know I will I always do.

But what if someday you don’t come back?
Then look at the night sky.
The brightest star there will be your Mamma
Smiling down at you.

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