TO: MY DAUGHTERS
Please don't weep for me after my life is done...
Every year on valentines day.
theres always going to be someone that doesn't...
You have to hold her high up to see
The angel at the top of the Christmas tree...
Galloping through the wild greens,
Singing along with the humming birds as they...
Shaaban have gone
Ramadan have come...
Chocolate and roses
And a little teddy bear...
The day of your life
Happiness and so...
I remember like it was yesterday
just another day at school...
As the light of the summer ends
Were the dark of winter begins...
She sits there waiting,
at the table alone...
The sleep that just never comes
The seconds that seem like hours...
I may not always say to you,
How special you are to me...