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Name: Lazy Daisy
Home: New Hope, Virginia, United States
About Me: I'm a registered nurse, married to a minister. We work at a ministry called, "Equipping The Saints".
I am an empty nester with grown children who have scattered over the country and into Canada.
I write for my own amusement and for future record of past achievements, antidotes, and a bit of home-spun and whimsy.
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Saturday, June 17, 2006
Posted by Lazy Daisy at 12:32 AM
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At 6:10 AM, 
Wystful1 said........
Wystful1 said........
MY SATURDAY PHOTO - MY Father IS POSTED!
FATHER:
Before I was myself you made me, me
With love and patience, discipline and tears,
Then bit by bit stepped back to set me free,
Allowing me to sail upon my sea,
Though well within the headlands of your fears.
Before I was myself you made me, me
With dreams enough of what I was to be
And hopes that would be sculpted by the years,
Then bit by bit stepped back to set me free,
Relinquishing your powers gradually
To let me shape myself among my peers.
Before I was myself you made me, me,
And being good and wise, you gracefully
As dancers when the last sweet cadence nears
Bit by bit stepped back to set me free.
For love inspires learning naturally:
The mind assents to what the heart reveres.
And so it was through love you made me, me
By slowly stepping back to set me free.
AUTHOR-UNKNOWN
FATHER:
Before I was myself you made me, me
With love and patience, discipline and tears,
Then bit by bit stepped back to set me free,
Allowing me to sail upon my sea,
Though well within the headlands of your fears.
Before I was myself you made me, me
With dreams enough of what I was to be
And hopes that would be sculpted by the years,
Then bit by bit stepped back to set me free,
Relinquishing your powers gradually
To let me shape myself among my peers.
Before I was myself you made me, me,
And being good and wise, you gracefully
As dancers when the last sweet cadence nears
Bit by bit stepped back to set me free.
For love inspires learning naturally:
The mind assents to what the heart reveres.
And so it was through love you made me, me
By slowly stepping back to set me free.
AUTHOR-UNKNOWN
