If Tomorrow Never Comes
In the first breath we draw , when outside the woumb ;
God has freed us form our mothers Tomb .
In the first light we see , we hear mothers gentle voice ,
We are here only by choice .
If moma continues to love us , she plants a seed ;
From which will come a flower , never a weed !
Tis Love that dwells within us , and Love that shines without ,
Like a candle in the wind , never burning out .
May each day be filled with Happyness that never ends :
So that someday " We may all become ; " Friends "
The Big Duck "WHITFIELD"
