Betty, my child,
So dear in my life
God's arm is about you
The rest of your life.
Your life filled with honor
For the God from above.
God will always be with you
To show His great love.
God gives us all trials,
All turmoil and strife.
But when we turn to God
He treasures our life.
So, child of my heart,
A gift given to me.
I'm proud that you honor
The God that I see.
God Bless You Dear
Your Mother
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