Last night for some reason i just kept thinking about my mother. And it just brought to my mind this song that i use to listen to. I would like to share it with you all and hope you can feel the effect of the lyrics. I hope...I wish everybody could have that one person that comes to their minds when they think of this song.
My sister's little boy came in the kitchen one evening while she was fixing supper
and he handed her a piece paper he had been writing on
and after wiping her hands on an apron
She took it in her hands and read it
and this is what it said:
For mowing the yard five dollars
And for making up my own bed this week one dollar
For going to the store fifty cents
And playing with little brother while you went shopping twenty-five cents
Taking out the trash one dollar
And for getting a good report card five dollars
And for raking the yard two dollars
Total owed fourteen seventy-five.
Well she looked at him standing there and expecting
And a thousand memories flashed through her mind
So she picked up the pen and turned the paper over and this is what she wrote:
For the 9 months I carried you holding you inside me $ NO CHARGE
For the nights I sat up with doctored you and prayed for you $ NO CHARGE
For the time and tears and the costs through the years
There is NO CHARGE
When you add it all up the full cost of my love is $ NO CHARGE
For the nights filled with grey
And the worries ahead
For the advice and the knowledge
And the costs of your college
$ NO CHARGE
For the toys, school, and clothes
And for wiping your nose
There's NO CHARGE son
When you add it all the full cost of my love is NO CHARGE
Well when he finished reading, he had great big old tears in his eyes.
Then he took the pen and in great big letters he wrote, "Paid in Full."
When you add it all up, the cost of real love is, NO CHARGE.
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