When I grow up I want to be like my Mommy.
I will walk through life with my chin up high.
And won’t be afraid of what’s to come.
At the end of my path
Is a great reward
So I try not to be very glum.
I walk on through each day,
Though I don’t feel very brave
And I often feel lost and alone.
I walk on, walk on
With hope in my heart,
I am really not alone.
For Mommy’s angel is watching over me.
Mommy’s angel is there, don’t you see?
I will never be alone.
My apologies to Rodgers & Hammerstein for any likeness to "You'll Never Walk Alone".
It was purposeful.
Somehow their wonderful song came to mind.
What can I say, imitation is the best form of flattery!
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