When I was just a little girl,
What visions would I see
Of days in far off future years,
That famous I would be.
Imagined I, myself on stage,
With lovely voice so loud,
I’d knock the socks off of the folks
In an admiring crowd.
The songs I practiced as a child,
The catchy tunes in rhyme,
My mother said were worldly ones
And were not worth my time.
“Slow Boat to China” did I sing.
I’d croon out “Five Foot Two,”
But Mom would stop me when I’d get
To “could she woo and coo.”
I’d twirl around on roller skates
And turn and twist and glide,
While dreaming of the praise I’d get
In roller rinks worldwide.
To dive like Esther Williams could
Was something that I yearned,
But sadly, that was not to be--
To swim, I never learned.
I fancied I might be a star
In movies or TV,
As popular as Doris Day.
Now how cool could that be?
And if I failed at all of these,
I’d take up some great cause,
Then be renowned for nobleness.
And gain the world’s applause.
A wife, a mother, teacher, too,
Those are what I became.
In God’s will I have happiness
That could not come from fame.
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