What was it like to feel pain
What was the sunshine that touched down on your shoulder
Did it feel like summer rain
And all I have given it has to be to offer
That reason for no other gain
And all of the mothers with little lonely daughters
Often don't want to relinquish the same
What was it like to be a woman in the meadow
Often the buds land in may
Soft flowing skirts
And your blonde bouncing babies
All on your hip in the haze
Their chubby fingers and round little tosies
Land on your soft curving legs
What was it like to be the bountiful widow
Left with a basket of bread
How did it feel to love your only daughter
Even when tears show the pain
And I was so small in that golden meadow
But I have no grief for the world
You are the one who gave me all the brain cells
To realize why god gave us day
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