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Shannan  (jail 1-Laltan





                                                    Every home  should have  a daughter,
                                                       for there' s nothing like  a gtrl
                                                       To  keep the world around her
                                                         in one  continuous whirl ...
                                                  from the moment she  arrives on earth,
                                                        and on through womanhood,
                                                          A daughter is  a female
                                                        who  is  seldom understood ...
                                                        One  minute she  is  laughing,
                                                        the next she  starts to cry,
                                                      Man just can't understand her
                                                      and there's just no use to try ...
                                                     She  is soft and sweet and cuddly,
                                                      But she's also wise and smart,
                                                       She's a wondrous combination
                                                      of a mind and brain and heart ...
                                                         And even in  her baby days
                                                        she's just a born coquette,
                                                       And anything she  really wants
                                                           she  manages to get ...
                                                         For even at a tender age
                                                           she  uses all her wiles
                                                    And she  can melt the  hardest heart
                                                     with the  sunshine of her smiles ...
                                                       She  starts out as a rosebud
                                                       with her beauty unrevealed,
                                                      Then  through a  happy childhood
                                                         her petals are unsealed ...
                                                     She's soon a sweet girl graduate,
                                                         and then a blushing bride,
                                                         And then a lovely woman
                                                        as the rosebud opens wide ...
                                                        And some day in the future,
                                                       it will be  Gods gracious will,
                                                         She, too, will be  a Mother
                                                       and know that reverent thrill
                                                       That comes to every Mother
                                                      whose  heart is  filled with love
                                                       When  she  beholds the "angel"
                                                      that God sent her from above ...
                                                      And there would be  no  life at all
                                                         in  this world or the other
                                                        Without a darling daughter
                                                     who , in turn, becomes a Mother!
                                                             Helen Steine Rice

















                                                                                        Shannon,
                                                                                         Congratu la1ionst  I  love
                                                                                        you and I'm very proud of
                                                                                        you.
                                                                                        Love, Mom



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