Dear sons of mine:

You are my gift

     From God to hold

You are worth more to me

     Than any amount of gold

I hurt when you cry

     I pray for you before I sleep

You have all of my heart

     It is yours to keep

Although we may not know

     What adventures may unfold

I pray that you always have food

     And shelter from the cold

I pray you will grow up healthy and strong

     And always play fair

I hope you find comfort

     In knowing I care

Although I can not always be with you

     My love for you will never fade

I will always thank God

     For my precious sons He has made

Love always,

Your Mother

(Apr.10/02)