Saturday, June 26, 2010

The What and the Why

This is part writing experiment, part blog.  The painting above was done by my Grandma, Dorothy Borchardt, and is of me and my Mom, Debbi Finney.  The picture below is my Mom taking part in my 4th Grade Pioneer Days by providing the music on the banjo and piano. 


Below is the song she wrote for me.  She could never perform it without crying, and now, as a mother myself, I finally understand why.


Sleep, pretty baby, don't you worry at all.
Mom and Dad are beside you, to catch you if you fall.
Bring me joy or bring me tears
bring me sunshine or bring me all of your fears.

Don't forget I will always be there,
and don't forget that I will always care,
so sleep, pretty baby, don't you worry at all.
Mom and Dad are beside you, to catch you if you fall.

When you grow and you are out on your own
don't forget that you can always come home.
For you will always be my own little girl
and no one could ever take your place in my world.

So sleep, pretty baby, don't you worry at all.