My Love
When I was born I felt so cold,
my hairs were few I was told.
Quickly a soft blanket clothed me,
I felt so warm, but my mom I couldn’ t see.
After some time I opened my eyes so bright,
I saw deep in my mother’ s love, what a light!
Since then I am smiling and a happy girl,
never at rest, into ev’ rything ... and I swirl.
I love to paint the world in bright colors,
for my mom and dad and I hope it honors.
©Josef Lankmayer
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