What a beautiful girl, so young and fair,
Naive and her innocence, beyond compare.
I remember my own youth, like yesterday,
A time that swiftly slipped away.
Then I learn about a young mum that’s gone, so full of love,
She watches her little ones now from the skies above.
Sadness fills my heart, it’s true,
Her story tugs my heartstrings too.
Yet gratitude does fill my soul,
For all the years that made me whole.
To raise our kids, a joy profound,
And grandkids’ laughter all around.
Youth’s a gift, a fleeting song,
Cherish it, for it might not last long.
Tread with care, respect each day,
For tomorrow’s promise may not stay.
Mixed media, on canvas
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£495
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What a beautiful girl, so young and fair,
Naive and her innocence, beyond compare.
I remember my own youth, like yesterday,
A time that swiftly slipped away.
Then I learn about a young mum that’s gone, so full of love,
She watches her little ones now from the skies above.
Sadness fills my heart, it’s true,
Her story tugs my heartstrings too.
Yet gratitude does fill my soul,
For all the years that made me whole.
To raise our kids, a joy profound,
And grandkids’ laughter all around.
Youth’s a gift, a fleeting song,
Cherish it, for it might not last long.
Tread with care, respect each day,
For tomorrow’s promise may not stay.
Mixed media, on canvas
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