by John Morse
I’d like to say a few short words About my dear old mum You friends who gather to reflect With father, daughter, son I’d tell you how she love to joke And talk about the past How she liked to have a smoke And sup wine from her glass How she like to give out […]
Be strong, my son, be fearless Be honest respectful and true. Be honourable to those you encounter Be most of all just be you. Be fair, my son, be thoughtful But remember to pause for fresh air. Treat your lady like she is your princess And show her how much you care. Work hard, […]