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You Loved Me, You Told Me That Was True.
Mother and son
You told me that you loved me, now I stop to wonder if that was true?
You told me you would never leave me, and that our life together wasn’t through.
But that girl with the golden hair, draped from head to toe in gold,
Smiled knowingly at me this evening, and said that I had been told,
That one day she would take you, away from me forever,
To walk and stand in her garden, so strong and proud together.
Now I was never a real beauty, with my curls of raven hair,
But I cherished you completely, for all the time you were there
She said her name was Alison, what a temptress through and through,
I can’t believe I was so stupid, as to let her get her claws into you
Blond hair and sky blue eyes, I remember you oh so well,
Looking through the golden mirror, the stories I could tell
Of a mother’s love for her son, that doesn’t fade when he has grown,
It goes on forever, never faltering, turning over every stone.
Life can be so lovely, and I wish it so for you,
Don’t ever forget my son; it is from this inner beauty that you grew.
A mother’s heart is pure, as every breath she takes,
Is to save her child from makingher same silly mistakes.
Her advice is given freely, and her hope is that you will learn,
That every day she shares with you, is more precious than those she yearns.
You told me that you loved me; past days I knew that to be true,
You said you would stay with me forever, and never make me blue.
Son I am so proud that you are now a man,
Take life with both hands and enjoy it while you can.