You're my past and my future, the air that I breathe.
You're the perfect picture of the perfect seed.
When life's sea gets rough, and tosses you about,
Remember I'm there and I'll help you out.
You are the Sun, Moon and Stars my everything
That God gave me to heal the scars.
You are what so light up my poor days
As I hear your footsteps in the night.
You're my Daughters and Sons and
you're the pride of my life' prom.
Forever and ever, Your mother Arati
The soft and sentimental years
When their little fingers
Reach and touch
And little eyes gaze
With wonder and trust,
When you love so tenderly
And so so much,
These are the gentle years.
These are the years, the rainbow years,
The quiet, walk-on-tiptoes years,
And smiles and sighs
When all of you watch
With misty eyes
The tiny beds of their's
Where a cherub lies,
These are the rainbow years.
These are the years, the tender years,
The blissful, sweet-surrender years,
When your little treasures
From above
Is the soul and purpose
And center of
Your plans and dreams
And dearest love, my babies
These are the tender years of my children
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