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A Mother's Wages


If I would charge one cent each time
I washed my children's clothes,
Or tied a shoe or gave a bath
Or wiped a runny nose,
Or made a bed or acted as
Their judge or referee,
It would be possible that I
Could live in luxury.

If I were paid a nickel for
Each diaper that I've pinned,
For every Band-Aid I've applied
When arms or legs were skinned,
For every toy that I've picked up
And put back in it's niche,
There wouldn't be a single doubt--
Why, I could be quite rich.

If just one dime would be my fee
For giving them a pill,
For making meals and wiping up
The milk they always spill,
For darning scores of tiny socks,
For fixing things that break,
It wouldn't be too long before
A fortune I would make.

Although it's true I don't receive
A solitary cent,
I'm repaid in many ways
For all the time I've spent.
Their smiles, their love is my reward
For this unending care,
And I am richer, yes, by far
Than any millionaire!


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Dream Your World of Dreams


Lean against a tree
And dream your world of dreams
Work hard at what you like to do
And try to overcome all obstacles


Laugh at your mistakes
And praise yourself for learning from them


Pick some flowers
And appreciate the beauty of nature


Say hello to strangers
And enjoy the people you know


Don't be afraid to show your emotions
Laughing and crying makes you feel better


Love your friends and family with your entire being
They are the most important part of your life


Feel the calmness on a quiet sunny day
Find a rainbow and live your world of dreams


Always remember life is better than it seems.

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