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Good Evening YouTube Stanley Pacion
DREAM CHILDREN
I know that by the time Isabel reaches her teens
She'll want to read all the love letters Dad sent to Mom,
And Mother, Ever attentive to the moral order of the home,
Will have censored some details of the lovers' delight,
Until the girl attains the appropriate age, And she then possesses the missives on her
own.
Our son will study the photographs, Taken while his parents' passion was young;
He will marvel at his Mother's beauty.
From her character and image he learns standards That, when time comes, he might choose,
Among women, the one, suitable to marry, Who, too, would be a good mother.
And our children will cherish the memory of how,
Night after night and over the years, We read from books to them until they fell
asleep.
And their minds retain the cadence of nursery rhymes,
And the breathy note of excitement In tales of heroic deed and glorious adventure,
And the memories of wonderful day dreams, Which twice-read stories of fantasy and magic
create.
Their rooms teem with books; These books form a collection, a magnificent
library. It remains today the envy of posterity.
And most of all our children recall the hugs and kisses,
The times they rode out on our shoulders Their arms around our necks,
The softness of our voice when we spoke to them,
The affection lavished without stint, Bringing to soul warmth and calm,
And that happiness evident From childhood spent in a good home.