Child of Mine
I came across a cd at the library called "The Sun Upon the Lake is Low." The title caused something to stir inside me and since I tend to like folk music, I decided to give it a try. I liked it and it turned out to have a real gem of a song that touched me very much. It turned my thoughts, of course, to each child of mine:
Child of mine, you are the wildest wind
And the dearest dream I will ever know
Love's lasting light shines out from deep
Within this mother's heart as I watch you grow
Child of mine, you are the break of dawn
And the brightest star I will ever know
Love's lasting light comes shining on and on
From this father's heart as I watch you grow
There is a road and that road is all your own
But we are here you need not walk alone
To face not fear each coming new unknown
Is the way to lift your wings
Child of mine, you are the sweetest song
And the greatest gift I will ever know
Child of mine, where spirits fly above
There is but one that belongs to you
So let it grow and it will thrive on love
For it is love that sees us through
You have the hands that will open up the doors
You have the hopes this world is waiting for
You are my own but you are so much more
You are tomorrow on the wing, child of mine
Bill Staines, 1996 Mineral River Music (BMI)
Child of mine, you are the wildest wind
And the dearest dream I will ever know
Love's lasting light shines out from deep
Within this mother's heart as I watch you grow
Child of mine, you are the break of dawn
And the brightest star I will ever know
Love's lasting light comes shining on and on
From this father's heart as I watch you grow
There is a road and that road is all your own
But we are here you need not walk alone
To face not fear each coming new unknown
Is the way to lift your wings
Child of mine, you are the sweetest song
And the greatest gift I will ever know
Child of mine, where spirits fly above
There is but one that belongs to you
So let it grow and it will thrive on love
For it is love that sees us through
You have the hands that will open up the doors
You have the hopes this world is waiting for
You are my own but you are so much more
You are tomorrow on the wing, child of mine
Bill Staines, 1996 Mineral River Music (BMI)
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