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I found this sweet little poem which was just so true to my heart, I am going to put it on my fridge as a reminder that my little girl really does hear and see everything I do. From how courteous I am to strangers to how I handle myself when angry or upset.
” A careful woman I ought to be:
A little girl follows me;
I do not dare to go a stray
For fear she’ll go the self-same way.
I cannot once escape her eyes;
What’re she sees me do, she tries
Like me, she says, she ’s going to be,
The little girl who follows me.
She thinks that I am good and fine,
Believes in every word of mine;
The base in me she must not see,
The little girl who follows me.
I must remember as I go,
Through summer’s sun and winter’s snow,
I am building for the years to be,
For a little girl follows me. “
A little girl follows me;
I do not dare to go a stray
For fear she’ll go the self-same way.
I cannot once escape her eyes;
What’re she sees me do, she tries
Like me, she says, she ’s going to be,
The little girl who follows me.
She thinks that I am good and fine,
Believes in every word of mine;
The base in me she must not see,
The little girl who follows me.
I must remember as I go,
Through summer’s sun and winter’s snow,
I am building for the years to be,
For a little girl follows me. “
Author: unknown
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