Mama Picking Dandelions
Richardson, Linda Maselli
A Mother's Vanity You are the sun That warms my spirit, You are the air I breathe. You are my rainbows In the universe, I signify Your foundation. My blood In your veins, I cherish you with love. When heartache Strikes you I feel your sorrow, When you sparkle I feel your glitter. You are my daughter, A mother's vanity, Through you I live again.