21 years ago you were great with child, my husband.
Inside you was growing a beautiful baby that would someday be a man, my man.
His little fingers and a thumb that had slowly formed a perfect hand
I held on our wedding day and placed a gold band
Thank you for teaching him how to love
And for leading him to the Saviour up above
I could never love him as much as youInside you was growing a beautiful baby that would someday be a man, my man.
His little fingers and a thumb that had slowly formed a perfect hand
I held on our wedding day and placed a gold band
Thank you for teaching him how to love
And for leading him to the Saviour up above
But every day I try to
Thank you, thank you, thank you
You just had to make me cry! You are welcome. I didn't Know who I was raising him for, other than his Savior, but I am thankful it was you.
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Lawana