Church Key
Youth has inspired me still today,
Through many shapes and ways
Bambi instilled my passions right away.
By teaching things that still amaze
Me, now today.
She sang and counted all day,
To ensure I would acquire
The facts that would stay
Singing in her choir
Bambi made me who I am today
After many years of work
She told me to never give up
To work through every quirk
That when I fall to pick myself up
And remember to admire my handiwork
Through thick and thin
I could always rely on her
To tell me to do my best, with a grin
And to fix my mistakes with an assure
However, I do not know where to begin
My thanks to her is as endless as the sea
Continuous and steady
Pushing to break free
All to say to her what she knows already
That my gratitude started with a simple church key.
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