Child of the Fifties Child of the fifties taught always to please Thinking of others Not of your own needs A spirit as gentle as the eyes of a doe A heart soft and warm as the moon’s golden glow A Brook murmurs softly yet ... sustains life As you have in your role of Mother, and wife Your children have grown now take your dreams off the shelf Spread your wings and soar freely its time to live for yourself! ©Sharon Langan Graphics by Mr. Sierak Page Design by Lil Kitty Graphics |Poetry Index|Home| Guest Book |E-Mail| <a type="audio/mid" href="amy_elshaddai[1].mid "></a> Mouse cursor "Bounce" float courtesy of Dynamic Drive