There once was a young girl from Brockville
Whose parents thought she was a thrill
Ever since she was two,
She planned what to do,
Looking forward she climbs each new hill.
With her dad this young woman does balk
While with her mom she does constantly talk
Now you might say we fussed,
For as parents we must,
To see the Lord teach her to walk.
On this journey we have gone round some bends
We would stand and not fall to the trends
As a fam'ly of three
It was her, you and me
And together we stayed as dear friends.
Then one day as she walked through the door
We knew our trio would now become four
So to this one we raise
A hearty cheer of praise
And look forward to life even more.
So now we just want to say
A welcome to you all today
You mean much to this couple
To them you're no trouble
And these empty nesters say "Hooray!"
I wrote the first line while Andrew & I were out for a walk--then while I was making breakfast, Andrew got inspired & wrote the rest. We read this at our daughter's wedding reception yesterday.
