When all is said and done,
You look up and realize it was mum
Strength of character, strength of soul
No vices to keep under control.
But do you want to be content or want to be free
Out on a limb is the place to be
To experience it all and never settle for less
Never having to second guess.
Crying painful tears and laughing contagiously
Reaching inside ones heart is the place I will be
So little vices can be managed each and every day
And I am sure in time they will head on their way
Worrying endlessly must always be sore
Like a horrible illness creeping right to the core
How to reflect ones morals every day
Those vices will have to pay
The beauty of the sun dancing on the lake
The smile of a child as soon as they awake
Fresh faced and ready to reach for the sky
The wisdom of a child more greatly evolved than I
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