Changes
I have a teen age daughter
Her name is Emily Anne
I’m trying my best to teach her
Everything I possibly can
I guess I’d call her a rage'r
She’s smart, cute and funny
She’s my final teen-ager
I hope her days are sunny
She’s growing up and changing
Right in front of my eyes
Her priorities, she’s rearranging
She’s started talking to guys
She now has her first real boyfriend
He’s Allen Tucker and here’s the truth
First came Trevor
Who thought he was clever
But he was only aloof
Annie’s a little different
She has her own unique style
It’s in the way that she dresses
And what she confesses
When we are talking a while
I love to hear her smile
She just needs to find
Her own path to follow
The choice is all up to her
Wrong choices, her life will be hollow
And time will have passed like a blur
That will be hard to swallow
So Annie please pay attention
To everything that you choose
Oh please just let me mention
This is the way you don’t lose
Think about it for a minute
It really isn’t news
God, life and everything else is your choice Annie. I love you so much.
Peace we out,
Dad
Randy McArthur
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